. you know... gone out with her?"He laughed. "No," he said. "I've never gone out with her. The only time I've ever met her is at the Grammy award part... and the awards themselves back in 1985. She's our closest competition in terms of album sales and I'm just curious about what makes her tick. You can tell a lot about a person by what kind of songs they write. My guess is that if Aristocrat ever gave her full artistic license instead of feeding her a bunch of crap songs she'd wipe us right off. Didn’t work out that way, Johnny began overwhelming me as he tried kissing, I began getting those tingling feelings again, then he was nestled between my outstretched legs. That hot dog was nudging up against my cunny sliding the length of it when it connected with my opening; Eric took the opportunity when he had it pushing upwards until the funny looking knob was forcing me open.Looking back at what happened that dark night, if he had any size to him I sure I would have let out with a blood. The silvery tendrils of Cyber components that clung to the side of his face shimmered in the blink of the pearl-like lights embedded in his temple. Though his head remained tilted towards the floor, suddenly his eyes flicked to Clara's. They held the Machiavellian darkness of the Cyber-Planner as a smirk slid across his lips."The Doctor was right, there is an intriguing je ne sais quoi about you. For a human."Clara instinctively stepped back, bumping into the table that held the chessboard as. I kept breathing in our mingles smells as I began to rub my pussy. I could feel the wetness starting to run down my legs. I heard a noise, and looked up. My man was just getting out of the shower, and I looked up with lust filled eyes as his naked, wet, dripping body stepped into view. He looked over at me, and a big smile played across his face as he saw the panties pulled over my head and the crotch silky gusset pressed to my nose. His cock immediately began to rise, and it was pointing.