He grabbed my hand and held it against his bulge. “Feel that? You did that! Your story was really fucking hot, and now you’re going to take care o... my cock.”Before I knew it, his belt was still buckled, but his shorts were unzipped, and his cock was sticking out of the fly. “Open your mouth, slut, and suck on it just like your slutty character, Olivia, sucked that truck driver, Jay!”I obeyed, as I always do when he’s this worked up. He plunged his cock into my throat again, and again. He held. It enforced my decision to let her go." You keep referring to the Artificial as 'she'," Sibilius commented, "as though you believe it is a separate, living individual and not a Construct. I created these creatures, and I wonder at your allowance of this Artificial's status as, perhaps, comparably equal to our own."Sibilius watched the Enforcer as the individual grouped his thoughts together for a valid answer. Ikbar had been the most vocal adherent of not allowing the Artificials, especially. His hands on her rear pulled her even tighter, driving her higher and higher in her pleasure.She found herself shaking in his arms. The pinnacle arrived when his hands parted her cheeks and Meredith imagined what their coupling would look like to anyone else in the room.With a cry, she went over. Her mouth slipped from his and she buried her face in his shoulder as her release washed all thoughts from her mind. When sanity returned, she felt Brock's strong hands running up her back, tracing. I'm sorry to break protocol and text you on the phone." Me: "I'll repeat: WHO ARE YOU? Why do you have my phone number?" Her: "I am Io. There's no other name to use. I got your phone number when you signed into this chat room from your phone – as you did tonight – that was several months back."Me: "I don't care what name you use. Who are you? Who do you work for? Obviously you are a skilled hacker. Are you a fed?" Her: "I do not work for anybody. I do not share or sell information with anybody..