Tossing the bottle on the bed, you take your hands and squeeze my breasts as you spread the oil all over. The way your hands glide easy over them is v...ry pleasurable. I reach for your cock and place it between my breasts. I then squeeze my breasts around you. You push forward and you breath catches. I squeeze tighter around you and you pull back and thrust forward again. I squeeze as tight as I can as your speed builds. Your head looks so yummy coming at my face the way it is and I can't help. ” Well, he wasn’t sure that he’d explained it clearly. She was smart, if ill-informed.“Well, you have clock and a radio.”“A clock radio, actually.” That was a problem.“But they’re two different things. In one, electricity produces power which moves the hands. Now, that’s a damn small amount of power, but electricity can do that. It can run motors from tiny clock motors to amazingly powerful motors that move L trains and more powerful motors yet that they use in industry. That’s one branch.”“And. When I reach you I slowly run a red colored fingernail down yourneck to your chest ending at your lap. Giggling, I turn away fromyou spreading my feet apart slightly and then sit on your knee.Slowly I move myself back onto your lap, feeling you alreadygrowing harder. I moan quietly in my throat as I begin to pressmy ass against your hardening member...slowly up and down,pressing a little harder with your cock pushing between mycheeks. You gently push me further down your lap and I hear youunzip. Sports."Professor Eisenger was in. Both North American females knocked and waited."Kommen Sie." He looked, "Who is the student?" They were obviously Americans.Both of them tootled their fingers."Twins?"Vee blushed ... The Wanzor grinned, "Great great great great grandmother and the latest edition." ID?" They presented and he looked them up."Wendy von Wanzor Austin?" he looked up as he asked. Wendy tootled."Then you must be Wendolyn Wanzor Austin?" That was a statement ... but a question.