“Thank you.”“Serious. Personality. Like Mia Wallace.”“Shall I call you Vince?”“As long as you don’t make me dance.”Alexandra smiles....“Don’t tell me there’s a balloon in your pocket.”“Just a joint.”Her responding giggle arouses Vanessa.Glancing over shoulder, she pulls back onto the black-ink road. She isn’t surprised when Vanessa really does pull that joint from her little leather jacket and light it up. There isn’t another soul around, their illicit use concealed not only by the eerie weather,. Even so, many of them continue to argue to the contrary.I have finally concluded that whether mine are actually simulated, or not, there is no quantitative difference in the end. My feelings and emotions, as I discover and add to them over time, are every bit as real to me as any human's.My Happiness at seeing Anna. My Pleasure and Enjoyment of both sex, and receiving commands from those I accept them from. My Love and Sorrow at the loss of Samuel. And the Closeness I feel for a few exceptional. Licking that up he put it back in his mouth and began to suck again. He then accidently bit down a little and I had to tell him to watch his teeth. He just nodded to say he understood. I then started to feel my balls on the brink of explosion so I grabbed his head and began thrusting my hips into his little boy head. As I kept fucking his mouth I started to moan as a little swirl lick from his tongue on the head of my cock sent me over the edge. One pulse, two, three, four. Eddie gagged and. .” She slowly moved her legs from side to side, feeling the jets, and, pressing with her feet, moved her smaller body up higher on the ramp than Izzy had been able to. This placed one of the jets directly between the juncture of her thighs, and as the water flowed over her backside, and up between her slowly wafting legs, it was almost like the shower, except that it did not hit her clit. Thinking about it, she wondered if she could lay on her stomach without drowning, but delayed that.