“The price will have to be negotiated. Do you have different options for access to your data?” The new guy spoke. His voice was deeply masculine, ...ut not booming like Derek’s.“We do,” Derek said. His freckled face turned to the new guy as he stood, pushing his chair back. “Different levels depending on your needs.”As he spoke he walked behind her, inspecting her, licking his fingers before running them up her snatch. His fingers were large, and a little rough; working man’s hands. They ran. This one was a real treat.When she was done I took one myself. I came out of the shower to find her sitting on the bed. As I approached she reached out and guided my rising cock into her mouth. I played no mind games this time. She enjoyed sex and I knew from my previous foray into her mind that when with a 'client' she didn't find desirable, she would imagine she was with her erstwhile lover, Jory. I did peek and found she wasn't doing that this time – which was flattering.I could feel her. Taught geography and always instilling a love for the planet and her treasures in anyone he met. And always,always whistling some country or sixties tune when ever he was outside. Leigh was drawn to his mature yet hippyish charm. She rose from her seat slowly, making sure she was able to be seen if he should turn around. The oversized shirt fell down her bare arms and she was left in only her shorts and string top. She pretended not to see him, stretching and arching her massive tits high, her. Sliding my finger between my sex gash I traced the warm metal clip with my finger my clit fully engorged nearly poking out from between my fat lips. the touch even in the slightest sends pulsing waves of arousal threw my whole body I was moaning like a whore yet trying to keeping as quiet as possible.I began to masturbated for the next few minutes. Tracing my juicy inner lips with my fingers my hips pumping with my strokes. Gasping came from my lips. knowing I had little time I was on a bed.