" The demure look on her face melted my heart and I knew then that for the first time that I was in love with this sweet angel. "Did you sleep well", ... asked, suddenly not sure what to say. "Yes", she replied. "I dreamed about you" "I dreamed about you too", I answered. "It looks like you still are", was her reply, her soft brown eyes now focused on the bulge in my shorts. Laughing I told her, "You do have that effect on me." Suddenly self conscious she stated, "But my hair is a mess and I. One day she came in wearing a very tight pair of leather slacks, which highlighted her legs and arse and really caught my attention.“Do you lead a double life?” she smiled. “You match the deion of a lover one of my friends paid to have recently. She said that he was very good and very well hung. I would very much like to have that. Is it you?”“Well yes. And I have always fancied you. I have always fantasised about what your accent would be like in bed.”“How about a contra deal? The thought of. Truman is love. Without Truman, there can be no happiness. Without Truman, we are nothing.” - Supreme Chancellor of Earth, 2102.‘Twas the beginning of the twenty second century.Society has become technology advanced over the years, with the invention of holograms, flying cars, and mainstream hover bikes like from the movie Back To The Future.All countries in the world have combined together to obey a New World Order, where a single leader dictates and rules above all others.The gap between the. J. thrusts his stiffened pecker balls deep again and again into a loudly moaning Donna. They are now fucking for the fifth time, and he forcefully hammers his way to ejaculation. “Oh, shit!” he groans as he feels his nuts explode, splattering Donna’s pussy with the now depleted contents of his man pouch. “Oh yeah, baby! Yeah!” Donna cries out as she joins her teen stud in orgasm. Drenched in sweat, his balls now thoroughly emptied, the stud pulls his pecker out of the well fucked slut and flops.