I thought the glass was going to come out of the boards. I settled into the goal and stretched out, thinking about what Ashley had said. All I could d... was shake my head. I turned my head and saw Ashley and Becca sitting in their customary seats, front row against the glass and on either side of the red line. Ashley made the gesture that she always made before the game, her index and pinky fingers up and her thumb off to the side, saying ‘I Love You.’ I snarled under my mask and looked at her. With every thrust he makes, another burst of precum ejects from the tip of his dick. He is coating my insides with his hot, wet lubricant, and with every thrust, the head of his dick presses into my cervix, with a wet little pop, and a significant string of precum marrying my cervix to the head of his dick, even when he pulls back just to thrust forward again.I groan in pleasure, in some pain, as I submit to him. In this moment, I am His bitch. His breeder. His fuckhole for his puppies. I grin. She has a curvy figure topped of by boobs that every man would love to suck. When she is at the net and I am serving I have to really concentrate to keep my mind on the job in hand. However, I usually take my time so I can enjoy the sight of her great ass and her long perfectly formed legs.Ramsey is a retired transportation official. He is tall (over 6') slim and bald. He is also tight with money and very jealous.Jane and Ramsey live in a detached house in the country that is not over looked. Harpy immediately asked for my authorization for an order that Tina had already given on this subject, that the AIs were holding up as beyond her authority. I got her on conference.We had talked several times about her job and the lack of training the Civil Service provided. It was getting better, but the CS was still in its experimental, maybe developmental, phase. Back in Sol system she had gotten some sleep-training that the system CS coordinator had developed, but mostly her institutional.