She had also made a serious mistake. She was too tired to cover her tracks. Joel, seeing her completely out of it, once again spied into her things. ...e found two cell phones in her purse. He examined the one he had not seen before. There was a long history of text messages with Ace, and only Ace. There were sext pictures. She had sent him photos of her pussy and tits and he had sent back pictures of her with a cock in her mouth, pictures of her with cum on her face. There was the conversation. I shake, whimpering, tossing my head back, and arching into him. He becomes even harsher, and gives me all that he can. His fingers are so deep inside me, his teeth biting as his tongue flicks perfectly. I feel the urging need and let go. I orgasm so utterly hard, he never stops. He works me through the whole thing, just like I did to him when I sucked on his cock. He slows when I slow, sucking lightly, caressing just right as he brings his fingers out of the warmth of my flesh. He stands,. It stood within a meadow surrounded by an ancient wood and bordered, on one side, by a peaceful river and by a cliff face, not unlike the one that had led me to my alien lover, on the other. The buildings themselves were fashioned from living things; flowering vines and living trees looked to have been cultivated into homesteads. The cliffs had been carved into apartments, walkways chiseled into the rock which was criss-crossed by blooms so that it appeared to be a vertical garden.Like our. A cyborg race of beingsthat has the sole purpose of searching the universe for technology and beingsthat would make the Borg the absolute perfect life form. The hive of perhapshundreds of millions or even billions of drones worked, thought, fight, andlived as a single being. All controlled by a single female queen. They take only what they need and only destroy when resistance occurs. Alltechnologies and live forms become the Borg's properties. If the technologyis something the Borg has not.