This was certainly no problem for Jack or me because we could teleport in and out whenever we wished.The common workers were brought in from a nearby ...own by our version of a shuttle bus. It was the body of a real bus with the motor and all of that stuff removed. The bus shell was teleported from a single pickup point in the town to the plant each morning and returned that afternoon. Food at the plant and other such necessities were supplied by a dedicated replicator. Other than the salaries. I would be heart broken if I was ever the reason my mother got hurt. I have never once in my life heard my mother cry and I did not want to be the cause of the first time it happened. I now felt more sick and guilty about this whole situation then I had before. “I am going to talk to my father about this,” he said in an angry tone, turning away from me. “I just wanted to let you know he is not going to be showing up for any sex in the park , if that was your big plan.” I jumped down from the. The entry into Luna’s cunt was far rougher this time and she gasped with her mouth hung open again and bulging eyes. Cricket grabbed her lower jaw with one hand, the back of her neck with the other and proceeded to fuck as if she were trying to bore another hole through her vessel. The clapping of buttocks was so meaty and sharp, Luna didn’t recall ever hearing them hit such a high decibel range.“Fucking FUCK ME, CRICKET! Oh my GOD!” Drool escaped and her eyes rolled until she croaked audibly. I’d be disappointed of course, but I’d understand. I’ll send them home with you on a flash drive unless you’d rather have me print them for you.’ ‘On a flash drive would be fine. I can’t believe you’ve talked me into reading porn…sorry, erotica,’ and she smiled again. ‘Wonderful.’ ‘But this will be our secret only right?’ ‘Of course it will be.’ It was after dinner when Laura called Greg and said, ‘I’ve edited the first chapters.’ ‘Really, so fast, that’s great. I’ll come over and pick them.