I looked up from her pubic hair to watch her while I did this. Her eyes were closed and her head was moving from side to side. I stopped and lifted my...head and asked, “How do you like what I’m doing to you?” She answered that she loved it. I asked if I should keep doing it. She screamed out, “Yes, yes, yes!” I continued for a few more minutes.I stood up and pulled her further down the bed until her legs were hanging off. Her pussy was flush to the end of the bed. She had a dazed faraway look. Unfortunately, Michael's little fiasco New Years Eve drained the remaining juices from his body and he was now required to replenish them himself, or risk enjoying a further sex-life with his partner again.He skimmed through some of his earlier memories and found several scenes where technicians were actually assembling him.His cock was actually part of a mechanism which was inserted into his hip cavity, but in order for it to be removed, his legs had to be detached from his hip, first.Bringing. "Or your sweet Auntie could be kidnapped and forced into a life of prostitution. Worse yet, your darling Petre could be mercilessly attacked and murdered on the street.” Lowering his cup to the table, he said more forcibly "I'm sure, Tasha, you would do almost anything to prevent things like that from happening, wouldn't you, dear?"As she sat there too scared to utter a sound, Tasha's hands began to shake so hard that the coffee she was holding began to spill over the edge of her cup.Seeing. I told him all of our stories...all the fucking we have done over the years"."Your fucking ass is mine" he growled. I tried to stand up....I don't know why because there was no place I could go to escape by fate. He pushed me down to the floor and put his foot in the middle of my chest. "Don't you move" he snarled. He reached down and unzipped his fly...he pulled out 8 inches of soft cock...pointed it at my face and let go with a hot stream of piss into my face. I was stuck under his foot and.