It’s 3:34pm! Tina should be home! I rush to the phone and call her. Tina's little sister answers, "Yeah?" "Hey lil' sis, Tina there?" "Yeah, but she...ain't gonna talk to the likes of you!" "Come on, let me talk to her," I say. "TINA! PHONE!" she screams. I hear Tina ask "who's on,"and her little sister tells her. I can't hear Tina's reply, but I hear Loren say, "Tina, take it! GOD!" “Hi Paula.” Tina sounds flat, like someone ready to be on to other things. “Hey, are you coming over?” I ask.. Many people just didn’t realise what went into making sure shit flowed downhill and didn’t come back up it.Since I had acquired drainage, I also got the recyclers. Made sense, since most of our wastes went to them. In retrospect, this may not have been a good idea, either. Apparently, I also had this bent towards good engineering design.Merv wasn’t a great help in keeping me out of the shit on this issue. Merv, being an android, appreciated good design. She is my sort of android. A kink in a. It was barely an inch long and soft. As I stare at Irene with here ‘I told you so face’ all I can say was “It’s how you use it”. “Of course” she added. For a moment as I have her phone I quickly scanned it for more photos of me. I saw photos of my wife sucking my tiny hard dick, me fucking her reverse cowgirl style ,and a few more photos of Cristina naked and masturbating. She must’ve sent these as part of our plot I thought to myself. As I browsed her gallery I saw nude photos of Irene posing. And, it was even more fun looking at them after we were done taking them. We would fuck long and hard.The problem was we would always feel so good that we stopped taking the photo sand begin to fuck. And, the sex was outstanding. Her young body went wild trying to satisfy her lust and sexual need and want. I worked her and worked her and we would both build to what was always an explosion of some really great orgasms for both of us. Now that I could cum in her pussy without a rubber the feeling.