I gasped again as my asshole allowed him to push in deep before tightening around his finger. He started to slowly move it back and forth, finger fuck...ng my ass gracefully. Whilst his finger continued to explore me anally, his other hand pulled my tank top off and found one of my breasts. He had admired my 30C tits ever since we started our taboo relationship. His index finger circled my nipple and areola as his opposite continued to probe my ass. Soft moans and gasps of air left my mouth as I. I once heard a story from my co-mother about a robot at this very House who traveled a great distance nude on public transportation to get here. No one even considered blaming the robot for that social faux pas."But the robots didn't know how to play the PC game. Instead of consigning their votes to their unrequested PC protectors afterwards when robots did receive the vote, the robots used their votes logically."Worse still, in those protector's eyes, the robots refused to ever play the Victim. And they wanted me to attract a man who would stay on the farm with me. Dad was getting on in years, and both my sisters had gotten married and gone off to live elsewhere. I think my parents were a little desperate, thinking that the farm would have to be sold, eventually, and they'd have to go live in a nursing home, or something like that. That would have killed my father. But they knew Uncle Rick couldn't keep doing this forever and, in a sense, he was just training me to be able to catch. We planned to go shopping later that day and then go to a local night club that night. I met her at Saks around 12 after getting a light salad from Sly’s . We were looking for a sexy dress to wear tonight . I found this little lacy , black strapless dress with a slit up the front that stopped just before my sweetness.“ That dress is fly, you got to try it on” Shantell protested while dragging me into the dressing room.She helped me to undress and seductively eyed my full C cup. She approached.