I can’t stop my mind from replaying what just happened in the alleyway. My body is still tingling from the orgasm and obviously isn’t in the same ...urmoil that my mind is. I try to sort through the facts. Maybe that will help make all this feel less complicated.But the facts don’t do anything but make me feel like some supporting character in someone else’s much bigger, much more interesting story.I rattle off what I just learned in my head.Lauren is married to our agency’s biggest client. She’s. I’m just not getting it. Can’t we do this a different way?” I asked Carter.Carter set his phone down and said, “Sure there is. There’s a built-in feature in the suit that will help you to automatically move like one of the guys. But let’s say if you have to go somewhere without the entire suit or it got damaged somehow. You’d need to know the proper way to move and act. You wouldn’t want to get caught swaying those hips like a girl while looking like a guy would you?”I shrugged, “I guess not. I. Different, but okay.Denise was sitting in her seat on her knees facing the back of the seat. I moved a hand below her skirt and eventually found a pair of wet panties. I wiggled my fingers past the elastic, roamed through a forest of hair and found a wet slit with a tiny stream in the middle. I got her off the first time by rubbing her clit.She had a small spasm on my hand as she came. I gave her a moment to recover and then found her G-spot and massaged that with my finger until she came. I restrained myself and followed her command.He did not understand. He wanted me so much. My pussy was so wet just from looking at him.One night my mom asked her friend to stay. Tom looked happy. We sat next to each other. Suddenly his hand was rubbing all over my pussy. I was startled. I could not ask him to stop without raising suspicion. It felt so good.His hand worked around my string and slowly he pushed his fingers into me. One by one, I felt his fingers enter me. Our mothers did not.