They were absolutely on fire as Cindy relentlessly fucked me. Desperate for relief, I released my ankles- bringing my legs together and letting them c...me to rest on Cindy's shoulders. My hands flew to my poor nipples- quickly gathering the offending lace cups underneath my bouncing bosom. I would have given anything for the nipple clamps fifteen feet away in my closet drawer. My fingers would just have to do as I kneaded my tits in both hands and pinched my nipples so hard I thought they would. Most people assume thatas a scientist, I am only interested in the future good of humanity,but let me assure you my own future good is equally as important to me.I have put long years into this process, and it has cost me much, bothin money and intangible things. In short, I'm 35 and my marriage isfalling apart. Victim of my own success, you might say. My husband isjealous of me, he resents me being more intelligent, not to mentionmore successful than he is. Also, as I'm sure you have noticed,. The sensation of his tongue sliding over her clit and between her lips was unbelievable. Had she seriously thought about putting a stop to this? Then his tongue slid deep into her and she was squirming as he flicked it back and forth. He pushed her up on her knees and buried his face in her pussy. She could feel his strong hands holding her ass steady as his tongue darted and swirled all over, inside and out of her pussy. He was moaning his delight as he tasted her and she couldn’t help but. As she slid them off her feet the woman heldout her hand, and Jen gave them to her, watching her smile as she put themin her bag. That done, she leant forward and ran her hands down Jen's barelegs, letting the tips of her fingers run along them. Jen watched, seeing theperfect blood red ovals of her nails flow over her skin, a feeling like millionsof tiny electric shocks bursting underneath them. 'And finally, for now, your underwear.' She looked up questioningly at Jen,her hands still gently.