I stifled a groan as he started ramming his shaft into and out of my wet pussy, hitting all the right spots with his massive member. In a perfect exam...le of terrible timing, Ken asked Travis to hand the phone back to me. So, as I knelt on the sofa, with my vagina being hammered from behind, while my heavy tits swung wildly beneath me, I listened to Ken tell me what he’d agreed to have Travis do.“So, do you have all that, Monica?” Ken asked.Trying desperately not to let him hear my grunts and. Her glistening pussy teased me from underneath her short miniskirt. A shimmering drop of vaginal lubrication oozed out of her unfurled twat lips, slithering down into the deep crack of her ass. She rolled her hips upward, exposing her tight, crinkled asshole. The vaginal lubrication seeped into the crinkled crater, wicking its way inside. Pulling the hem of her skirt up out of the way, her long fingers sensuously caressed her inner thighs. She licked her lips, anticipating my approach. My. "Nuuhhh...oooohhh..." I moaned as my body continued to shake, my orgasm urging his cock to give my fertile insides more of his seed.Finally I collapsed on top of him, still shaking."I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I couldn't help it." It's...okay," I replied, "It was my fault, telling you something so perverted while fucking you bareback."I felt his cock twitch inside me at that thought. Ohh...My phone beeped. Yep, Renette again.I got off of Derek and some of his cum dripped out from between my. And ... many of the biggest tech companies around the world are owned – indirectly, of course – by General Whitworth." Shit," Matt whispered almost to himself, then louder. "It makes sense. I've read more than one article about how quickly our technology has advanced in the last thirty years. One of the authors said it was flat out impossible for us to do that. Others have come up with weird explanations as to why we suddenly began to understand things we never thought of before. Crap, this.