After she dressed, he brought in a sheaf of papers. “We have a complete print-out of your body. The areas of greatest and least sensitivity. And,�...� he looked down sheepishly, “those areas a lover should avoid.” Nichole blushed, although having been sprawled naked and observed inside a machine for the last thirty minutes should have precluded any such modesty.“It’s all recorded on this computer chip.” He also held in his hand a VR headset. “If worn by your partner, it will send signals to. Enjoy." She finally calmed down a bit, but our current filled with bubbles waiting to rise to the surface and explode.I licked the flat spot between her labia and thigh, very slowly, pushing my tongue into the crease. She immediately moaned and a few bubbles rose, broke the surface and washed over us."You're beautiful down here -- and you taste wonderful," I told her. I carefully licked the other flat spot and bored in with my tongue on her nerve.A larger bubble immediately formed and broke --. My father was a small cog in that wheel, a very reliable cog though and known to carry through on his promises.After I explained everything to Mr. Bennett he made three phone calls and sent me back to New London to meet with Mrs. Taggart again. It took another hour to arrange everything, but when I left her office, Ellen and I were both licensed foster care parents, and my house and Ellen's parent's home were authorized and approved for foster care residences. I had the address in Groton for. " Get your clothes off and get up on the bed..oooohhh, you have such lovely large breasts for such a tiny woman. Oh, excuse me, but I'm going to have to give you some attention there before anything else happens..."And like that, Margo was out of her clothes,under me, loving my nipples on my hangy down boobs just the way I liked.Margo was true to her word. She loved me , well, all over my body, anyway. She was a short woman, dark hair, dark eyes, a ton of pussy hair (which I love, of course).