You have to make your own demands”. Susan had no idea what her grandmother was talking about.Just then Eric came into the house. “Hey Eric, look w...o’s here” yelled Martha. He came into the lounge and smiled “hello Susan dear. What a nice surprise” he said “what brings you here?” “Oh we have been chatting about sex” said Martha calmly. Eric looked surprised and Susan went as red as a beetroot. “Grandma” Susan wailed. “Oh don’t be embarrassed darling” said Martha “it is a natural part of life”.. Hopefully, they’d all be omnisexual, too, for the benefit of all humanity.I drove good and hard inside Sarah for several more strokes before pulling out to let Madeira enter her from below. I also grasped that a big part of Madeira’s sexuality now was her absolute commitment to my pleasure and happiness above all else. That was an undeniable aspect of her transformation into my eager plaything, though I could tell that she always craved domination by others. So did Sarah, I now realized, her. Didn't you Sheepy-Poo? Yes, good Sheepy-Poo...Pete: Will you let up, it's a fuckin' inflatable sheep!Carrie: Did someone say fuck? I wanna fuck!Charles: People! People! Calm down. Let's act like civilized humans. Go on, Bob.Bob: Thank you. Anyway, Sheepy-Poo looked so good dressed as a schoolgirl in her plaid skirt that I took pictures of me and Sheepy-Poo and put them on the net. She looked even better than in her French maid outfit. I sang "Mary Had A Little Lamb" to her over a nice. She hopped off the treadmill and headed to the shower. After a moment of fiddling with the water temperature to get it to optimal levels, PHOEBE washed her chassis. She remembered when she first came online–she had been absolutely terrified of the shower! It wasn’t until her second or third debugging session that her owner had programmed her to understand that she was waterproof. Now, PHOEBE actually enjoyed spending a little extra time under the sluicing water. She always took a little bit.