Oh she felt like velvet, her wet pussy enveloping my big stiff cock, we were a perfect fit. She took every inch in one go and was soon nestling on my ...alls, slowly she rode me, controlling the speed and keeping me from peaking too soon, she was an expert at this and I never wanted this afternoon to end. I watched her slide up and down, her breasts bouncing; hair flows and skin glistening in the light. Her hands were on my chest, supporting herself, mine on her waist feeling her move was like. " Vera knelt there, eyes pleading, knowing there was no excuse."You felt it necessary..." Oliver supplied the excuse."Yes." If you had been honest with me, we might have worked through it." Oliver chided."I don't see how, Master." Vera hung her head. Then, unable to contain herself, she asked, "Who told?"I supplied the answer. "The back of the van wasn't secure enough -- there was an AI sensor package present. It thought the conversation relevant and brought it to our attention. You told on. I told her to sit on the table and I started smooch her and even she was equally participative. I then unhooked her bra while smooch her and there and two little boobies with light brown tits were calling me to suck them hard. I was again smooch her and slowly came down to her neck and down in between her boobies. She was moaning uumm! Aaahhh!! Yes! Suck my boobies! Suck it hard! It’s all yours! Then I started sucking her left boob and was massaging her right one. It was soft and warm. I was. This meant that at any moment and at any time Innocence would stumble across two or more people making love with each other making no allowance for the nuisance the flailing of their limbs or their ecstatic gasps would make. Another feature of the sexual ethics was that there was apparently no concept of aesthetic choice in whom one made love to – and most certainly gender, race and age were not to be used as grounds of discrimination either. As a result she often found Purity in the throes of.