Par bhabi ne mujh se chutne ki koi koshish nahi ki. Or apni gand bahar ki tarai nikal li. Ye dekhar maine apne hath bhabi k boobs par rakhkar jor jor ...abane laga or unke gardan ko chumne laga. Bhabhi garam hone lagi.aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh rajuu u u u u u mujhe kuch ho raha hai. Mai bola hone do bhabhi aaj to mai kuch karke hi rahunga. Bhabi siskari leti hui boli kya karego maire sath .maine bhabi ghumkar apne hoth bhabhi se lips pe rakh diye. Mai bahut jor jor se unko chusne laga or mere hath unke. Also, I was a mass-production unit meaning that compromises were made to keep my costs down. Without an effort to reduce my experiences to the smallest possible size I would soon overflow my available memory space and be unable to add anything new. This would stop cold any future growth, and might well have disabled me entirely.Secondly, my sleep state mirrors that of my human owners. Somewhere in my database I knew it made humans more comfortable to believe that I would be asleep next to them. A young Army Reserve Captain, new to the military, but a good lawyer. Of course, the major's friends (the generals) had stacked the court with their puppets to be sure I would get convicted. All of Charlie's attempts to introduce evidence of the mission were rejected. They found me guilty: reduced me to Pvt, E-1; forfeiture of all pay and allowances; twenty years in Leavenworth at hard labor, and a DD (Dishonorable Discharge). Charlie appealed, but it didn't do any good, apparently."The day. They had been in the bedroom about two hours when they decided they had enough sex for one night and went to the living room. John and Joan were in no hurry. They had their second orgasms about the time they heard Eric and Clara go into the living room. Joan suggested they get up too. He wanted to stay and keep his cock in her some more. She agreed to stay to please him. John was worn out in another hour and decided he was finished for the night. They went in the living room to join the.