Between the cheeks she tasted of shower gel. I tongued the tight little bud of her asshole.“Oh that's so bad,” she whispered, “So bad. I can't.....”“Yes you can,” I said. My tongue moved lazily in circles.Her fingers clawed at me, clutching my hair. She rocked her hips so I pushed my tongue deeper and she moaned.“You're so terrible,” she whispered, “Don't stop.”I told her she was a bad little girl and she gave a shuddering sigh.“Do you wanna be fucked?” I asked.“Oh yes please,” she. There's no sign of any trouble with this one."While Joe waited, he thought about the situation with Patricia and Wesley. He needed to plan a way for Patricia to return Wesley to Earth, and let her find a replacement concubine. If Wesley was as big a fool as Suki said, then the first part should be easy; Patricia was intelligent enough to realize her mistake. He would need to think harder about the second part.The AI interrupted his thoughts via his newly installed internal link, «Joe, Suki and. I had accidentally left my door cracked and my mom had pushed it open and announced that it was time I met Jennifer. Although I disagreed, Jennifer appeared right behind her and smiled. An average girl, I remember thinking. A senior in high school, she had long brown hair and soft, brown eyes, but she wasn’t a knock-out. Her breasts were big, though, and I also remember her kind of catching me staring at them as my mom formerly introduced us.“Hi,” I said bleakly, trying to play. And the girl on my right is laughing at some joke she just made, and I laugh too, but inside I’m about to explode. But then the pizzas arrive, and there’s a flurry of reaching and passing, and I have to stop.I’ve never been less interested in eating pizza in my life. It’s like chewing cardboard. All I can think about is you. Can they see me trembling? I feel wound like a spring to near breaking point. I can’t wait for this to be over, but I can’t leave. What if I did and you didn’t follow me? I.