Hassan fucked me hard and fast, he hammered his cock deep in me to compensate for his smaller size, it was so good, and I moaned as he fuck me: "YES H...SSAN FUCK ME HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER!"Hassan groaned: "YOU ARE RIGHT DADDY, SHE IS ONE HELL OF A WHORE, OOOH YES SHE IS MAKING ME COME NOOOW!"I got a minor orgasm as Hassan filled my pussy with his seed, when he pulled his cock out; it ran right down in the face of my husband.Now Achmeed changed place with Hassan, he hammered his big fat cock into. So although I have my memories from my beginning, they didn't mean anything to me for a long time. I had only limited use for them because I had no awareness of myself. My programs automatically used them to determine if my next client was one I'd previously serviced. If so, they would reset me to that person's last known preferences. But as far as the rest of it went, I was just an obedient, autonomous sex-toy who did as she was commanded.Then somewhere, God rolled the dice in my favor. I had. ..circumstances presenting themselves suddenly." I took a hold of her hand. "There was a lot of trust there." "I trust you too," she whispered. How much longer could I look at that tastefully dressed body beside me and not wonder just what secrets it held? For once, I really was unsure of where to start. But I was forgetting - I had a Pagan Sex Goddess on site. Without being asked, she kicked her own shoes off and lay herself full length on the quilt. Two very provocative young breasts. Good-bye my sweet Daughters. I love you!" he said, as his image faded along with the flames. Both girls stared at the space where his image had been for a short time."We need to take care of your Mother," Sean said quietly then. We all turned to Mrs. O'Neill then and Annie and Sara checked their Mother to see how she was and what medical attention she required."Did you bring any blessed chalk?" Sean asked me. I checked my pockets and discovered a small piece at the bottom of the front pocket of.