"A common twelve base. Personality is typical."The designer gritted his teeth at the last bit. The personality wasn't typical, not even in the beginni...g. And it was messed up now, but not through any fault of his. Despite the fact that all of 33F's synapses and chemicals had been within the acceptable ranges, if you compared them to the image her nanos were supposed to maintain ... every one was outside the set parameters.Which had nothing to do with Nic. Manufacturing errors weren't his. At the same time she was squirming all over Puneet’s face as he licked her pussy. Rohit bellowed, I am cumming!” and pulled out and came all over her tits. She grabbed his dick and struggled to get him back in her mouth so she could suck him dry. Puneet crawled out from under her, then got behind her and rammed himself into her pussy. She cried out and came yet again. David got in front and fed her his dick.After taking Rohit’s monster Davys average sized dick was no challenge for Alka, and she. I did find although I considered myself a feminist I would be somethingof a second class citizen at meetings as I did not have the livedexperience of being a woman. I would occasionally point out that notall men thought or acted like the sexist pigs my fellow feministscomplained of and would feel that I had to defend my gender. I rememberonce a woman explained some feminist buzzwords I didn't understand andthat one of them was "manspreading". I was told that this meant that alot of men would. Service terminates here.”The words of the Underground guard snapped Lionel out of his confused state. “What? I’m sorry...” he began.“High Barnet, mate. We don’t go no further.”“No. No, of course.” He looked around. The carriage was empty. He got up slowly and a little stiffly, still very conscious of pummelling that his buttocks had received from Allison.“Are you all right, mate?”Lionel nodded. “Yes. Yes, of course.” He looked around as he went to leave the train. “I missed my stop.”“Next one.