Desk, computer, drafting table, complete with the implements of his trade and bookshelves. Empty bookshelves. Stacked in a corner by his desk were sev...ral boxes of books that he'd brought with him. He unpacked them, placing them on the shelves with quiet satisfaction.There were no architectural tomes or classics of literature here. These were for entertainment, pure and simple. He chose a book by one of his favorite authors, Carl Hiaasen, knowing he could expect a good laugh from his sharp wit. My clit was so swollen that the bud had long escaped its protective hood and was standing up begging for Tim’s attention. Becky took hold of my arms and pulled them over my head. Her breasts with hard nipples were over my face begging to be licked. There was only a second of hesitation before Tim took his oiled finger and pressed lightly on the sensitive nub and just touched it. My body took flight. I flew straight up and screamed. "Ohhh God". I was coming, finally! My hips were humping his. A nerd who had taken out his revenge! The walls of the facility loomed cavernously before me. The walls were of heavy concrete. I imagine some sort of hardened stuff that would not allow penetration of heavy weapons. I did not care. My task was finished. I had run the race and while I had not finished first, I had completed all of my work. Those responsible having been taking care of and the rest of humanity would now be the recipients of my last gift. I dared not tell them of that though yet.. He worked his way down, soaping her belly and her back, then concentrated on getting a thick soapy lather all over her cunt. With that done, she turned her back to him and he did the same to her rear end. When he had the cheeks of her ass and the crack between all lathered up, she stood with her legs apart and suddenly bent over. Jamie just as quickly eased first one finger, then two more, up his mother's asshole.She sighed with pleasure and pushed her rear end back against him. He'd been up.