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Hi Jill, James,” he said, “And this must be Jennifer.” Introductions were made as Conner and Lisa pried themselves out of the chair. Jennifer, Jill, and Lisa began making girl talk so I looked around the room, on a dilapidated rack were my four network computers as well as ten or a dozen more. There were four desks with dual babe screen workstations on each in addition to the station they had been using on the bench. The recliner and scanner panels were still here and a a circular cage like thing sat to one side. The counter now sported a coffee machine and a microwave oven. A fridge stood to one side. One more computer, my old main computer sat with its keyboard, mouse and monitor on the edge of one desk “What is all . . . this?” I asked Conner, throwing an arm around the room. “This is, began Conner. “Wallace and Billings, Game Development and Research. I'm the president, you're Head of Research, Lisa is Head of Software, Jill is Secretary/Treasurer, and Jennifer is, uh, Product tester and, uh, Support.” The girls joined us. “Where did all this stuff come from?” I asked, trying to take it all in. “I know a couple of guys in the university IT gang,” Conner explained, “I was talking to them about the games I wanted to make and mentioned that you had some ideas to add in tactile feedback, but we were a little under-wheeled, tech wise. All this equipment has been surplussed from the university and donated to a 'deserving startup'.” “The furniture was taking up space in storage as well, so . . .” he went on, “Those computers are about two generations ahead of what you had. In fact, bigtits your four are standby backups in case one of the 'new' ones craps out on us. That thing there,” he pointed to the cage, “is a scanner stage. It uses low power lasers to create a three dimensional image of whatever, or whoever is on the stage.” “I think I get it,” I said in a daze, “But, 'Wallace and Billings'?” “Had to call it something,” Conner said, “and 'Universal Framistat' was taken, blowjob it's the fictitious company the School of Business at the university uses as an example of everything.” We all moved to a pair of sofas and two easy chairs in a conversational group around a low table. Conner went on to talk about applying for a business license and the forms that would need to be filled out and filed. One of his gamer friends in the Business School who would be our sales and marketing guy. He was throwing the best of his completed games into the pot to get us started. And this would let me pursue anything I wanted to in terms of research and wow he was hungry and who wanted to go get a pizza. We went in the Land Rover. As we climbed in, Jill darted in and plucked Jennifer's discarded panties off the floor, observing that our drive home must have been interesting. Amid gales of laughter, and Jennifer's furious blush we ate pizza and blonde talked and laughed until the pizza cocksucking shop closed and headed back to the house. Once in, we settled in the living room, Jennifer on my lap in the easy chair and Lisa and Jill flanking Conner. “Not as short as the ones that Georgia here has described; I have to wear then in front of my parents and my mom would throw a real fit if my puss or bum were on show.” “No, Scarlett, he wasn’t. We take friendship very seriously here. That wonderful, dizzying rush that had me swaying from side to side. They eagerly jumped on the two biggest almost seven inched wide dildos and blonde started pedalling. I did, and I made sure that I sat somewhere that the guys could see up my legs cocksucking to my bald pussy. The next man in line climbed blowjob on top bigtits of her and started to fuck her. Even though I had brushed off the compliments I have to say they did make me feel good. After a few minutes the older man gave me the bill. Mark squeezed, jerked and aimed my cock while it continued to launch cum. To Melissa, Beth looked like she could beat a gorilla into submission. “I’ve got a plan worked out. "Do you have any idea what to expect?" My sister had children very soon after her total disaster marriage. The quad was full of kids chatting and catching up, waiting for the bell, but I didn’t know a soul so I went straight to find my new form room. As he finished the sentence, he was looking down at me, while gently stroking my erect boner. You’re welcome to join me if you would like.” I say to her rinsing my hair from all the shampoo. TWO!!! (Late 30s) I take some photos of the girls posing. She responded. “Do you want me to pull out Samantha? “I'm nervous too baby. We both lie there naked and cuddle together. It still was far enough away that it maintained the necessary secrecy. Susanna returned a couple of minutes later but Dawn's clothes were nowhere babe to be seen. In my head, it was difficult to read Bob via phone.