"You can start bouncing anytime; I know you want it so badly" The black bastard told me, looking at my eyes, as he smiled.I just knew it. It was humil...ating. It was almost a relief when I found him starting to take me properly. He started slowly and I could feel his cock dragging against me. Then it was pushing back in and I could feel myself being stretched to take him again.I did not want to but I found myself moving with him, pushing firmly against him as he fucked me. I was only working. "Oh, yes, I suppose I had." I muttered as I turned back to the bed then knelt down in front of her.That was a big mistake, as my mother lifted her plaster encased leg the night-dress opened and I had a clear view of her bare pussy, for a moment I stared at her pussy, taking in the sight of her pouting lips and the short hairs surrounding them. Then I pulled myself fully together and fumbled at the bin liner in and effort to get it off. It was almost impossible to keep my eyes from drifting back. I turned toward her on my side so that the slightest movement would wake me up. She was lying on her back, breathing heavily, probably due to the frustration of being interrupted in the middle of getting fucked.I lay there quietly, replaying the scene over and over. Had I overreacted? She's an adult, yes. But what the hell was she wearing that for? My imagination drifted to her lace getup as she lay with her legs open with Tom between. As I thought about Tom pushing himself into my daughter, I. I should point out, at this time, that all I owned was a Mk V hull. Between the trade-in for my Mk IV and the grant I was given, I broke even. Still though, it needed to be outfitted. The engine was standard since it was built into the hull already. However, the AI system could make all the difference. So I reviewed the available options.Computer AIs:The standard AI used by most of the free traders out there, was a bit better than the one I'd had in my old Mk IV. Not by much, however. Then.