It made me so fucking horny watching them. As I peeked around the doorway I slid my hand down my own panties and began rubbing my little clit while I ...atched them. I couldn't take my eyes off Kristy's pink little pussy and his stroking tongue for one minute. They were having one hell of a good time.I’m not going to lie to you and say something that isn't true. My friend Kristy knew exactly what she was doing. She even liked it as her old man pushed two fingers all the way up into her cunt. And also, I am not the system that you're presuming, master. I'm merely a manager and your assistant. I currently do not hold a name, may I request you granting me one?]"Hm? Oh, of course. I'd love to. Hmm, let's see... Alice, the name of a character who governs the World's history in one of my favorite story, how about that? It also reminds me of the Akashic Record as well. It's not really original, but I tried my best."[Registering name: Alice. Thank you master, for thinking such highly about. They were going up to see the girl at the cancer clinic after lunch and they all knew full well that such a visit may indeed be the last time they ever saw her again if the doctors were unsuccessful in treating her condition ... a condition that was failing more rapidly with each passing day. That knowledge and the uncertainty surrounding the survival prospects of the baby she was carrying put a rather subdued mood over this little group. Also, not helping that mood in anyway was Jessie. .. sometimes going miles east or west of the Northern Highway, but always coming back to it."Bill explained, "There are other roads, but they dead-end in orange groves or mahogany plantations. The Northern is the only road that runs north and south."Lunch was disappointing, Mexico was better. There is a move afoot to oust the Empire and the people seem to approve. From the sounds of it ... so do the Brits.After the town of Orange Walk, the road became rather curvy, as if it were dodging.