And wouldn’t you know it, there is no cell phone service. Nothing to do now but try to get a ride.I stand by the car wearing my best helpless look. ...here isn’t very much traffic at this hour. I don’t feel very optimistic about my chances. Then along comes a car, way out here in the middle of the night.Guess what? It stops! I gratefully hop in the front seat. There’s a hot guy driving, you know the type. Short hair, fit but not too buff, just the way I like them. I see he’s checking me out while. The naked slab of his angry red crown looked so delicious that Tracy's mouth had started to water -- the natural reaction of a born cock-sucker even though she didn't intend to blow the brute -- not yet anyhow. Major was always available, and Tracy had a pretty shrewd idea that, now they had started fooling around together, they would be enjoying lots of mutual pleasures in the future."You like that, boy?" she whispered, as she gave his prick a slow push-pull.The big doggy whimpered, his flanks. I knew that -- but I wouldn't have admitted it to myself, so the AI had to rub my nose in it. "What am I to do?" the AI declared. "When the situation becomes urgent enough?"The AI made it all sound simple -- and it was telling me that I'd already let go of the edge and was starting my slide down a slippery slope to a future I had difficulty imagining. Oddly, I didn't get tense about it... "AI, would you turn off the lights, please?" I didn't even bother to get up off the table...Graciela:I. (Kiss)Mom: Your father doesn’t have that size. I need it inside me. Take my fruit.I was not doing anything. She was sucking my lower, upper lips and we were fighting with our tongues. Almost we were kissing for about 15 minutes. She guided my hands to her boobs and asked me to squeeze harder.She leaned to the kitchen wall and was squeezing her ripened boobs like hell. This total scene almost took about 25 minutes.Me: (while squeezing her boobs)Have you taken a bath?Mom: No!Me: Come, let’s go to.