? "Now boy," said DrRobins, "I'm going to ask you something directly.? Do you like to fuck?"? "Yes sir!" answered Kyle.? "Good, because for this exerc...se you aregoing to be doing some fucking.? Behind thecurtain is an artificial cunt and we want you to fuck it as hard as youcan.? A good strong lad like you shouldbe able to do that for at least half an hour.?This is the pleasure part."?Kyle was so excited, he loved the idea of fucking a machine as he didfrequently to the end of his bed, just. " "Why, do you have a thing for kinky murders? Is that why you want to talkabout her? What was she to you?" "She was just a person trying to be herself and that's how I want herto be remembered. I see her as a person who died trying to achieve herdream. To become the person that she always wanted to be. She didn't gothrough all of this just to be known as another statistic. I want to tellher story. Look, there were 285 people murdered in this city alone lastyear, besides Michelle. Maybe if we. “Fuck my mouth,” she whispered and he slid his shaft into her mouth, down her talented throat. I lined up my cock with her pussy and slid deep into her pretty hole; she was so wet from my oral attentions that I sank to the hilt on the first thrust. My cock was pulsing in her tight, clutching pussy as I watched her give Ben the sucking of his life. I fucked her slowly, wanting to prolong her pleasure as well as my own. Her cunt gripped my shaft like a wet, slippery hand.Abruptly, Ben pulled out. She looked sad. In a few moments she answered.“Yes, he’s a friend of mine.”“What’s going on here?” I asked him directly.“Nothing. I was just leaving.” He answered in a huff.I thought to myself that was pretty easy. That certainly could have went a lot worse. I turned to Linda and looked at her sad face.“Who was that?” I inquired.“Just some guy who wouldn’t leave me alone.” She answered.“You OK?” I asked her.“Yeah, I guess so.”“How about we go get a cup of coffee or something?” I.