Her cute smile grew as she saw millions of Masato's little swimmers moving around without a care in the world. She found it so cute to watch them swim...around happily.Masato was busy looking at Ainu, his eyes every so often going down toward her ass. Though he was still curious as to what she would say about his sample.After about five minutes Ainu turned around to face Masato. The grin she had on her face said it all."Looks like everything is in order Masato. Your sperm count is at optimal. Depends on what happens...”“Don´t worry, i´ll ask you from time to time.”That didn´t really ease her mind. “Can we...can we say that you will ask me again I 2 or 3 hours, sir” she said and emptied the glass. “We can, Zanna” he pour a little more, while she took another drag at the cigarette. Without inhaling. She was standing near the back wall, as far from the window as possible. She wanted to ask him about his interest in her behind, but she was afraid of the answer, so she didn´t ask. The. ?Well, Hydro has one comfort, they letme take the damn blindfold off. I?ve seen nothing since last night when I waslicking Master Plato?s toes. And Grant isn?t coming back for another week atleast!? Grant was Clarence?s Master, a gorgeous young ex-forward forthe Sonics. Jody hadn?t seen Grant since the first day, when the young blackman had kicked Grant into the Kennel. ?Take off your crap bitch!? Grant had screamed, and Clarencehad ripped off his Armani suit as fast as possible, before Grant. His lips were still locked around her nipple when his fingers found her zipper and tugged it down. With the denim parted, he wormed his fingers into the V, and one pressed hard against the damp crotch of her panties. Wendy threw her head back and yelped from the sudden, sharp pleasure.Nathaniel let her nipple go and kissed her neck instead. “Mmm, you’re really wet, aren’t you?” he whispered in her ear.“Oh god yes,” she answered in a rush of words.She ached with need when his finger left her.