That kind of poise, style, and attention to appearance has been drilled into her from a very young age. She doesn’t even think about it. She must ha...e had a real miserable childhood.”“Who are you?” Claudia asked. She was pretty sure that the woman had an over active imagination.The woman looked at Claudia and said, “You are a real puzzle. I bet you were a cheerleader in high school. I wouldn’t be surprised if you had been the head cheerleader. It is obvious that you were raised in the Midwest —. ” I could feel her pussy start to clamp around my fingers. “Oh Shit!” She exclaimed. I could feel her juices drench over my face. I continued to finger her while I lapped up her juices greedily. Once her climax subsided, I let her catch her breath for a bit. “That was amazing.” She panted. She noticed my cock was still hard as a rock. “I guess I should return the favor, shouldn’t I?” She positioned me on her desk then sat on top of me. The feel of her soft skin against mine was just too. The construction crew had cleared an open area in the forested front of the passage through the mountains to make it more visible. Her medallion was warm on her chest. She thought at Kyle and asked him if his was too. He thought back that it was.They watched the decrepit looking people make their way up the hills to the passage. When the visitors saw them blocking the pass, most of them sat down in the clearing with their possessions. They were obviously tired, and they were a dejected-looking. ”was my honest answer.“What did you call me?“My love. Why?”“Do you?”“Have for months now. I couldn’t tell you because Ithought it might mess things up at work.”“So that’s why you went to these lengths when I calledyou this afternoon?”“No…not entirely. it was also because you called meBabe. That’s very special to me, Marty. Just like youare.”“Special? Well, I have something special for you!.