Then we sat up together and resumed on page fifty-one. When I reached page one hundred, I closed my eyes and slid down prone; my hands kneaded my tits...and my thumbs flicked my nipples. Without prior planning, it turned out that page one hundred had ended with the characters in the book adjourning to the heroine's boudoir to finally consummate their love. I sighed as Eva's face rubbed my freshly-shaved pussy, tongue exploring and withdrawing, her gums gnawing my little man in the boat. Imagining. Sauntering the opposite way with a jaunty step, as if she didn't have a care in the world, she was able to enter the lifts unobserved. Through the store window, she could see the troublesome duo rushing back and forth, searching the displays in a panic. She had forgotten how much fun this could be!A quick stop at a public Comm terminal, and with the use of her the issued Comm unit's hidden circuitry, she was able to activate another of her aliases and walk away with a new name and bio. She. The tape was almost done, so I accepted the inevitable ritual of him slapping his spent penis over my face, at first spreading his cum, and then mopping it up and directing it back to my mouth. As all good cocksuckers know, porno blow jobs end with a girl cleaning up all the cum and cocks.And when the camera shut down, we were back to being considerate to each other. It didn't bother me any. As I say ... it's a guy thing.Not all of the tapes were that choreographed. He caught some of our. " I care about other people too, Kenny. I spent nearly all my time trying to figure out what you wanted, and how I could get it for you." I looked over at her, and I just had to smile."You have a very convenient and flexible memory, Brenda." Are you having sex with Shirley?" That ended that topic of conversation. I got up and went over to stand by Mama. When Mrs. Connor came out into the living room five minutes later, she was carrying a large suitcase. I took it from her and took it down to.