I knew there was no way she would do me wrong. While we fucked, she ripped my shirt open to get at my chest. Her hands were soft as she touched me, sc...atched me, and ran those hot fingers over my hard muscles with expertise. She held onto her small white handbag, even when I fucked her. I wondered what she carried there, her money, a gun or knife for protection, a badge to flash when I paid her. Though we had fucked already, wouldn’t that make it entrapment?When I got the money, I was careful. We had a quick lunch and reset everything for the next audience. In keeping with 4H day, we had the local clubs that had kids in foods for the afternoon taping. We were all pacing around and trying to make jokes with each other while Rhonda kept looking at her watch. It was the largest audience we'd ever tried to control, with ten seated at Elaine's set and ten more at the counter for the kitchen. We were going to tape in a continuous flow from one to the other."They're here!" Samantha. ”“Uhh, hi this is Steve Wilson, I was calling about a sign I saw on the bulletin board.”“Ah yes, are you willing to participate in our study.”“Uh, yeah I guess so, how much does it pay?”“It pays $75 per hour; you will be busy for about five or six hours.”Awesome I thought to myself, and then I asked, “When you say busy, what exactly am I going to be doing.”“Exactly what the sign said, donating your genetic material. We can take you on Friday the 18th at 6:00 PM. Will, that work for you?”I. Slowly the men near her began to move their hands here and there I watched helplessly My mom tried to struggle but the more she moved from someone the more nearer she came to someone else Slowly I saw one of them pressing my moms bottoms she couldn’t even turn to look due to the rush and they knew it Another one was slowly lifting her sari with great difficulty after some time he succeed in lifting her skirt Her panties could be seen and some smiled while others bit their lips while some others.
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