I wasn’t even that bothered by it. Firstly I liked playing with my ass, and maybe he didn’t know that, so it wasn’t really punishment. Secondly ...t wasn’t a real change from today, same clothing, just a different hole. I could handle this. Honestly if this was the worst thing he could think of I could ride this out.***Friday morning came and went, breakfast, drive to school, class, three periods. It all flew by. Before I knew it, it was lunch again and time to do what I’ve done four other times. So this was how I became a journalist.I did quite well at school, without the distraction of having agirlfriend, and got onto the journalism course I wanted to study atuniversity.I became a Christian whilst I was at university as I had started to askmyself questions about the meaning of life which only the Christians Iwas talking to seemed to have any answers for but at the same time I feltout of place and alone whenever I went to meetings of the Christianunion. I was conscious that I was. She slips around to stand behind the woman. As her hands wrap around Jocelyn, both their clothes are suddenly gone. “I have worked with you long enough to know you, to love you.”Jocelyn feels the heat of the android’s body. Once again she knows it isn’t real but the system makes it feel real. It is so real that no amount of telling herself otherwise has any effect. And almost before she realizes it, she turns her head and kisses Pandora’s lips.She tears herself from the robot ad takes a couple. The girls kiss their way down my body, stopping at my innie to suck and dip their tongues in it.Reaching the top of my slacks, the hook their finger in the waistband and tug them down. My rock hard cock springs free and Darci wraps her full lips around the circumcised head as Marci tugs my slacks down my thighs. Letting them slid down my legs and gathering around my feet Marci takes one of my balls in her mouth. Looking down, I place a hand on each head as the girls hungrily devour my manhood..