(Yes, it was 4-5 pages, but I stand by my use of the word 'quick'.)Moving to specifics, we were there to visit three different major corporations and ...ttend a few political events to try to encourage support for our cause. The corps were all trying to get their own Synthetics to help out their companies and gain a serious edge over their competitors, but they all wanted them to be programmed, or reprogrammed, as the case may be, so that loyalty to the company was guaranteed over all other. “We are looking for the old man who wanders the Waste. Where is he?”The hamox was halted several meters from Porter and its rider was shrouded in a cowl and wrap. His hawkish nose and thin-lipped mouth were all Porter could see; the eyes were hidden in shadow. In fact, all the riders were similarly attired. Porter felt akin to an insect pinned to a piece of white cardboard except that the tingling was going wild.“Zeb is in the woods hunting for dinner,” Porter said. The cogs in his head slowly. Despite a growing lust, the girls don’t stop to join any of those sleazy groups and after a while they reach the lonely alien’s cave. Without hesitating they enter, slowly moving forward in the dark place. A glowing light soon appears and in no time they see it: a 3 meters high transparent alien in a flying octopus shape, with 4 large tentacles, full of fluorescent green sperm. A strong and enticing scent surrounds the weird glowing being. The girls are quite surprised by the size of it. The. Ian started to cum at the thought of a night full of sex. And begged Tom to close the shop earlier. And Erik-Jan got a load of seed in his mouth from a stranger he had never met before. And he loved the taste of it. "Oh, fuck Yeah boy! Suck me dry...", Ian moaned. Tom and I were laughing when Erik-Jan, with Ian's seed on his chin walked back into the business in his bare ass. I licked the remains of sperm off his face while Tom slapt Ian hard on his ass. "Fetch him the top of the line chaps,.