The girl reaching under my thigh gasped but she went back to working on my hip. The third girl pulled harder at her insistence and then I felt somethi...g pop. The girl lifted her hands away and told the third girl to release my foot. She eased it back into place and the two of them smiled at each other. My haircutter, still slowly stroking my rod, smiled and leaned close. “Feel good?” she asked. I nodded and she spoke loudly in Vietnamese. The other two girls quickly left the room and the woman. Sorry I haven't got any men's stuff. I got ridof all my husband's clothes after he died five years ago. The panties area bit plain, but I guess that you'll be happy in view of what you hadon." John blushed. He had forgotten that his frills were among the wetthings he had taken off. "Your jeans are way beyond repair and I've putthem out to burn with the rubbish." John sat down in an easy chair by thefire, smoothing the skirt over his knees.There was a knock on the door and Mrs Appleby hurried. I would also get to take a few pictures for my personal collection. She said that sounds good and ask what she gets when she proves she can deep throat my cock. I told her that was up to her. She said that was good and bragged about how she did not have a gag reflex anymore. She said she could not remember the last time she gagged and she loves to deep throat a cock. I had nothing much to say at that point, I just asked if we had a deal. She said we did, then started to brag more about how. I was hoping that he would be aghast at what had happened and apologize. He is right in the sense that we will need academic experts to lend their expertise at some point. We have done really well but academic institutions have people who have lived their lives narrowly focused on one specific aspect or even one specific person from the past. The only way to gain access to these people is through their institutions. I'm hopeful that their interest will draw them to our findings. I am planning.