My eyes adjusted to the dark of the room I could make her lovely figure out as she climbed in but not well enough to name her. I remained still and qu...et expecting her to settle down and go to sleep. I guess it was my fault it didn’t play out that way and she climbed in and questioned “what’s this”? I had to bite my lip so not to laugh when I heard my vib being turned on but it quickly became real when the sound muffled as she pressed it to flesh. Soon enough the bed and her breath was. .." Not as far away as you think," Sandra giggled. "You're sitting on one." What..." Hanes said, looking down at what appeared to be a perfectly normal-looking armchair.The nurses smiled. "The cushion comes off and there is a pot under it. If you need to go, we'll stand you up, move the cushion and presto you have a commode." Damn, there goes what little modesty I have left," Hanes chuckled, but the chuckle was weak."Do you have to go?" Bobby asked."No, not now, but the next time I have to, I'd. Lick it. Taste it. Lick and taste your mother's hot wet cunt."Mark was tasting it from the moment his tongue had touched her crotch. He put his index fingers on her labia and spread her cunt wide open, exposing her pink gash more with its contracting pussy guts. It looked like a rose and Mark teased it with his tongue, then started dragging the flat of his tongue through her tasty gash, from asshole to clit, over and over again, slurping Jennifer's waterfall of cuntal syrup out and going back. You need this, and so do we.”She gave a deep sigh. “Fine, I’ll take a look, but no guarantees. Do you have it?”I brought Curie over and opened her storage compartment. “Here’s what we could ... salvage. We kept it cold, so that it wouldn’t degrade.”“Well, that’s something, at least. I’m not sure the connections will work with ... wait, what’s this? The hippocampus? And this thing attached to it. A neural interface?”Nick sounded grim. “Those circuits look awfully familiar.”Amari sounded hopeful..
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