I obeyed to his orders. I turned around and standing on my hands and knees I begged him not to **** my ass."Please, Chris! It was just a stupid bet. I...didn't mean what I said. Don't fuck me, please!" I said urging him to stop.But Chris shoved my head to the floor, making my butt rise at the height of his fully erected cock. Then, with one violent move he ripped off my briefs. As his cock-head touched my asshole I made my final plea."I'm begging you, Chris! Don't do it. I'm a virgin!" I said. “Remote oh boy," Ben sounded exasperated, "Freya won’t know? Seriously Doc, pointing a remote at her isn’t going to clue her in?” “This does not need to be pointed. We will reconfigure your cell phone and place our circuitry in the same unit. The new phone will be slightly longer,” Doc smiled, “ And if you don’t think we should; we can skip turning her device down today. You will have full capability before the end of the week. With practice you will be able to decrease or increase device. Laura wrapped her lipstick lips around my cock. She bobbed along my hard dick. Jeannie was squeezing Laura's breasts together and kissing her neck. Laura was moaning between sucks. It was so fucking hot watching her give me head. Her nipples were stiff like erasers. Jeannie made sure to turn and twist each one. I was salivating watching them. “Let me take a turn,” said Jeannie.They switched spots and Jeannie knelt in front of me. She took my cock into her mouth and Laura untied Jeannie's. Funny, it reminded him of The Matrix.“This is Jason Stevens, intern in Section 8. My ID number is 6347H2I9Q2.”“Welcome to the office of the BSC. How may I direct your call?”“I’ve identified a possible Host in or around the Portland area in Maine. The name is Michele Donovan, that’s all I know. From what I understand, she’s starting to see the symbols,” he answered, squinting at her name on the receipt.“A search is now underway, thank you for the information.”“Happy to help.”Jason then turned.