Jennifer stepped over and began to suck on Jill’s nipples. “Well, yes, but I don’t want you to be . Xxx sex “Somebody touched me!” she exclaimed, “but you guys were over there . . I was careful to stay away from her tender bits. .”
That’s what we recorded from your brain,” I said, “I just sent it back to you.”
“What else can you do? Oh, God! Jennifer thought Jill could be convinced to help us with more data. “That’s a girl.”
Another click. I glanced around, there stood Jennifer, shirt off, pants around her knees, squeezing her own tits and rubbing her pussy. This was different, instead of being overstimulated, requiring long minutes of recovery, I felt my cock grow hard again deep in her throat. She was wearing tight black pants
