Her tenure was too new to have a new office assigned, so I had to make do. Moving side by side an armless padded chair and this ottoman/stepstool comb... she had, I stood her up as she peeled me out of my pants and underwear. Stacey was wearing a plaid button down with jeans and some kind of heeled boots. Maybe not the most preferable clothing choice for her office, (should we be disturbed) but I could still work with it.Stacey had just enjoyed having her Dom’s cock buried deep in her throat, and. Van sat up at this and paused the flow of pictures, while he looked more closely. Jake's head was definitely resting between his mother's breasts, and her nipples looked as if they were erect. He flicked to the next scene, which changed to the house — in fact, the mother and son were sitting on the same settee that he was on, and this time, they were both naked, with his hand on her pubic hair and her hand cuddling his penis, which was semi-erect.Van's eyes widened, and just then Gina came in. ”“Mystery?” Sunny queried.“Yeah ... How am I gonna get there?”“They’re flying stuff everywhere,” Sunny said. “That’s how we got back – piggy-backed onto one of Cindy’s crew hauls.”He shook his head. “That new plane, I’d ride THAT. But they’re just as likely to take one of those old Cessnas...”“I’ve ridden in those too,” Sunny said. “Just as safe. Lots more scenic, a mile above ground instead of five miles in the air. Tell Cindy or Nikki you want a quick ride to see how it is...”“Or Jerry...”. He pumped his seed into her, in a completely commercial and unfeeling way and after he had re-dressed himself, her without a hint of a climax of any sort, she turned over, lay back, placed her legs in the rests and awaited his pleasure. Washing his hands, putting on rubber gloves and washing the various areas with the alcohol wipe, he began with a slight rhyme of Vaseline, then started at the belly bringing each butterfly or leaf to life with the buzzing needle. This time for her this was less.