”“Maybe it was searching for wifi and couldn’t connect to anything,” Richard said. “This is a shielded room after all.”“Yeah,” Loretta...answered, looking at the black screen. Then she brightened slightly and smiled at Marcella. “Thanks for buzzing me in,” she said quickly as she hurried back out the doors.Once she was gone, PLATO spoke from Marcella’s console.“Keep your eye on her,” he said slowly. Richard and Marcella turned to look at the monitor as PLATO continued, “She left her phone. It was wonderful. Low light, 92 degree of angle, I got it all. Especially the part about her saying, you go take care of yourself, Im tired, after me bringing her to two obvious big climaxes. I then went to Zacs room and knocked. It took him a minute to let me in. I sat by his bedside as he played a video game. Zac, I know you masturbate a lot, and well, I think you are old enough I would like you to have a treat. Your mom and I have talked about this and well, tomorrow I have a surprise for. The white blouse hugs her shoulders and tapers down to her slim waist. Her long blonde hair, usually perfect, is hanging loosely over her shoulders and being jostled while she peels potatoes in the sink. Her lovely ass beckons to me as she gently sways. I can’t resist.As I approach her from behind my hands fall to her hips, feeling her womanly curves. As I press my body into hers, trapping her against the counter, my right hand moves to her shoulder and brushes the hair away from her neck.”What. Wow! I think, amazing I can do that from something I formulated in my female brain, less than 24 hours earlier.I remember sitting once chatting to an older man at a party and the discussion as most discussions do, when two people are intimately engrossed in conversation the subject turned to sex.Now I know when I chat about sex I am horny, in fact I am horny right now because I know you are reading and I am going to talk about being fucked and I want you to experience what happened, as if you.