Unhone mera sir pakda aur gaal par kiss ki phir maine bhi unke lip par kiss kiya aur hum dono ne apni apni jeeb ek doosre ke muh me dali aur bohut der...tak kiss karte rahe.Phir unhone mera kacha utara aur mera lund choosne lagi thodi der bad maine unke boob dabay aur unke niples muh me lekar choosne laga. Unhone mere lund par condom lagaya aur bedpar late gayi aur mujhse boli ki aao mujhe chodo to main unke pass gaya aur unki choot mai apna lund thoda ghoosaya woh keh rahi thi ki fuck me mujhe. The first thing I notice is the really nice bulge he has betweeen his legs. He is wearing tan/white slacks and his cock protrudes a bit down one leg. Mmmm, very impressive I think. Then I see that his zipper pull tab is sticking out from the bottom of his fly. Holy hell, I'd luv to just reach inside and check out his package!He looks to me like a friendly sort of guy. He is a big guy, about my height but heavier. He has a muscular build and almost Arnie type biceps. He is clean shaven, balding. “Why not?” Ashley asked. “It sounds like a very quick and efficient way to learn a new skill.”“Sure,” I replied. “But it doesn’t really teach the skill. It just implants the knowledge and a memory of performing it. Your muscles won’t build up any real memory and if your duty requires working with others, the others might not act like the people you end up working with. I do want my crew to use the sleep trainers, but only to get familiar with their duties. I’ve already asked about training. Scavengers would claim them soon. He still had a mission to fulfill. He popped a pill that should help and continued though the urban wasteland.A dozen little white creatures that were no more than a big jaw with teeth balanced on tiny feet raced down the other side of the street. Those looked weird, not one of his nightmares, they must be someone else's that got loose. Not his problem.Anything loose on the streets was no one's problem. Unless they came after you. Then it became your problem..