I drove my black BMW 550i on Route 27, hitting through the traffic and made a left on the train station entrance. The parking garage was few meters aw...y from the station. I showed my appointment letter to the guard at the entrance of JNJ garage and parked my car on the top floor. I was excited about this new project. My first time in JNJ. I am 5'10", light brown skin, about 170 lbs, nice pecks, firm biceps, rough palms, great smile, some grey hair but still plenty of hair for a 40 year old. Oh, shit. Oh, shit I'm gonna cum. Make me cum. Oh, yes make me cum. I'm cumming. I'm... oooooooooh." She cummed on my sheets and a little on me. Cynthia laid there smiling and giggling knowing what was coming next. Another big wet one on her lips and neck and slowly I put my hard cock in her pussy. Cynthia quickly wrapped her legs around me real. Her pussy looked so inviting I finally leaned forward for a closer look. Pressed in and kissed it softly, allowing my tongue to travel up and down the warm crevice.. Sat back a moment and licked my lips. Nothing bad about the taste of the wetness. I was mesmerized now and slid off the sofa and moved up between her legs. Kissing her pussy softly. Then let my tongue stroke up and down along her slit again until I pressed forward and placed my whole mouth over it. Gawd I was in heaven, never had. Reilly looked up to the computer sensor in the ceiling — he didn't really need to do this but it was something he'd always did! — "Milly, was the Manchester's computer aware?" He asked.Milly hesitated, or as much as a computer could hesitate, "Yes Captain, her name was Sally." She said.Reilly could feel that Milly was affected by the loss of that ship. "I'm sorry Milly, convey my regrets through the net, but what I need to know is would she be able to add anything to the log that only another.