Feeling slightly sorry for him, Claire zipped him up and emerged, still naked, from under the desk before replying, "Oh that's OK. How about I try again later? We've got until next week, haven't we, to get it right? I really want to do this perfectly."
Mr. Forsythe held one of her hands in his and patted it affectionately. "That really would be most satisfactory, my dear."
Over the rest of the week, Claire practised collecting Mr. Forsythe's spunk three times a day, first thing in the morning, after lunch and at just before she left for the evening. It took a few goes before she was timing his orgasm well enough to get most of his c*m straight into the test tube. It took around forty minutes from start to finish, just using her mouth and hands to the best of her ability when she was unde
