She was mildly surprised that the dress was actually quite modest in some sense. It was tan, the color of buckskin, to go with the deep auburn color o... her hair, and made of a suede cloth that hugged her curves, but allowed only minimal cleavage to show. It came to just above her knees, where it was loose and flowed gently as she walked in it. For wear under that she had a bra and panty set that were decidedly not modest. Of the same color, they were lacy and almost transparent. The bra was an. Bellows, saying Adam had no humor.I was starting to realize that I was going to have to be more specific. Still, I felt Adam should have known what I was asking for. But no, a computer with a voice interface was still a computer. When it comes to analytics, there’s an old axiom that goes “garbage in, garbage out,”Then I asked, “Do you know where and what clues my grandfather left for me here?”Adam’s response was, “Negative, I do not have a full record of his activities within this facility. I. “There is something else I can do. Or you can keep pouting.”“I just want you,” I said.“You’ll have me. I’m yours.”She started stroking my dick.“You know you like this,” she teased.I nodded.“Yes,” I moaned. “I just want more.”She took her sunglasses off and locked her big green eyes on my face. Then she dropped to her knees in front of meI trembled with anticipation. I could hear boats in the distance. Birds were chirping. And I was standing in a pontoon boat about to get my first blowjob.It. Lightly then harder, alternating as my other hand continues fucking myself as it also moves faster and then slower, opposite to my other hand. I feel my body climbing higher and higher, the edge moving closer and closer. My breathing is hard and I'm practically gasping for my breaths and my hips thrust up and down keeping time to my hand as they continue to fuck, sliding in and out. Together, both hands moving faster, sliding in and out quickly, moving around and around in tight quick circles.