She knew that the moment she did that simple activation procedure, an alarm bell would go off in the control bunker and her controller would be alerte... to her new status of dangerous armed drone.The strident beep of the warning alarm made Captain Spears jump up from the armchair with just a trace of confusion.BEEP ... BEEP ... BEEP... Marsha saw the red flashing light on the weapon deployment display. She saw immediately that it was Doris13 that had come on red alert. Quickly, she checked the. “Come over here, big boy. Fuck us again.”Bobby moved to our other double end, where my pussy lay invitingly open under Susan’t filthy, slutty mouth.He took Susan’s head in his hands for balance and began to fuck us again, cunt and mouth, but this time my cunt and Susan’s mouth. His cock slid into my wet, wet pussy, so deep, so tight, all the way in, then all the long way back out. I heard the squish of his cockhead slipping into Susan’s mouth, heard her hum in pleasure, then choke as he stuffed. The degradation, the control or lack there of, the complete surrender I experienced. I checked my phone at least once every ten minutes, just in case she txt. Just in case she thought I was worth it, just in case she would give me a second thought. I knew my wife began to notice. The phone once in on the table as soon as I got home now in my hand, constantly being checked. I was never truly present. As I fucked my wife I stared at the pillow that a week before had MD's wet mark all over it. I. What didn’t appeal to my prurient senses, however, was the thought of my wife snuggled up to some well-hung stud with a giant hard-on sticking out inches from her face or pressed against her flesh. Then again, even that mental image made my balls ache with lust even as it pushed all my jealousy buttons. I nodded, looking back at him across our coffee table, extremely aware of Allison’s lush but semi-nude body pressed against me as she leaned in from her perch on the arm of my chair. “I can.