I move over and realise I’m standing fur rug that carpet the floor of the limo. Jake follows me in, leaving the umbrella outside and shutting the do...r behind him.“Don’t worry, the fur rug is fake and the couch,” he says pointing behind us “is safety tested.” I sit back and am almost enveloped by the deepest, softest, of velvet couches.“Oh my god Jake, I can’t believe... Thank you. This is amazing.” I tell him when he sits down beside me.“It’s my pleasure Billi, you should relax and soak it all. The good news: there was a lot of stuff I could do around the town. The bad news: no buses to drive here. If people didn't want to walk they used transporters for long distance or cycled. It wasn't a complete washout as there were some delivery trucks for moving stuff that was too big or inconvenient for a replicator. She put my name down for that, "With your sponsor's permission," of course. That part still applied -- everything was up to Carlita. They'd relaxed a few of the general rules,. " I also read your thoughts." Oh? What did I think? I can't remember." I believe the subject was titty fucking." Oh, that blonde." He chuckled.Laughing is delicious when the person laughing has his long one stuffed deeply inside you."Do you wish I had bigger boobs sometimes?" Do you wish I had a bigger cock sometimes?" Never. Yours is perfect." I felt my eyes crossing as his curvy cock moved in and out. In and out. Whoever designed copulation did a superb job of it.I'd matched my arousal to. I unbuttoned my blouse, then my bra; and remembered telling myself, "At least I wore the right bra for this," then unfastened the clasp, and let my tits fall free of the material, which now hung loosely on top of my chest. With the cock sticking straight at me, I took both tits and pressed them on either side of it, holding it firmly between my white mounds and mashed them around his black shaft.He groaned then. The first sound he uttered.I wished that I had brought the damn vibrator back with.