The moment I saw her milky white breasts and silken pubic hair, my body convulsed and my cock sprayed five or six thick white streams into the shrubs....fter that, when I wasn't fantasizing about sucking Amanda's strawberry nipples, I was dreaming about her fingers and lips caressing my cock."Okay, Sweetie, time to turn over," her voice says through a fog of sexual reverie.I obey, but as I roll over, I bring the towel from the face cradle with me, covering my head."Shy, aren't we?" she quips, but. I promise. I can still be a help to you. I still have things thatyou need."It was almost as if Robinson hadn't even heard Alec's desperate plea."You see Alec, the nanites are cybernetically limked to my brain waves.I control them with but a thought. All that I have to do is imagine thechange that I want in the host subject, and they go about causing thattransformation."The furrowed brow of concentration appeared upon Robinson's face. Itwas followed by pain within Alec, the likes of which no. My fingers followed the path of your juices, those my lips have not already captured, as they trickle down between your legs. I collect them on my fingers, and now you can feel me begin to massage them into the wrinkled skin rimming your cute, tightly puckered little ass. I let you feel the pressure of my fingers as I continue to lubricate you, let it build, let you yield, until one, then two insistent fingers push their way inside you. My tongue assaults your clit once more, and your shiver. I noticed her glancing distractedly and saw a man even less likely to be where we were. Older by ten years and gray haired, he wore a much younger outfit than seemed fitting: leather pants and a silk shirt unbuttoned to the navel. He looked away every time I glanced at him.Finally Bess arrived looking fantastic. Her deep blue wrap around dress clung to every curve and begged me to unwrap it. "Hurry," she said to me in a loud whisper over the noise of the ugly pop music. I followed.Once outside.