The brown haired mage, having large, doe eyes, and a body that... well, it seemed like she'd be having some terrible back problems later on in life. H...nestly, her breasts are bigger than her head, and you might as well just tattoo 'child baring' on them. With a short skirt, and low top, no wonder monsters were always after her. She said it was spells, but I think they had very lewd intent. Despite this... she is not our focus.No... our focus was this sad excuse for a creature. Standing an arms. This is between us."I looked at her confused and just nodded. My grandmother then attempted to walk but her shaking knees almost collapsed on her. I grabbed her and helped her to sit down. As I did she told me, "It doesn't matter what happened or what our bodies did. It was wrong and disgusting and it can not happen again." Again I nodded. My grandmother then finally looked at me and we stared at one another. Then she surprised me once again by suddenly kissing me full on the mouth. At first it. At first there was some resistance, then her arsehole just eased opened and my cockhead entered her arse, and in seconds I had a couple of inches inside of her."Oh fuck! oh fuck!" gasped my grandmother as my hard cock began to fill up her back passage."Oh fuck! oh fuck! oh fuck!" she groaned again as I slid another inch or two into her.Then gripping her chubby hips I began to gently thrust back and forth, letting her get use to having a cock in her arse, before I steadily began to thrust a. . guess ... so.'Ivan: 'When a ship was decommissioned – sent to the scrap yard – what happened to the AI onboard? Was he or she ever offered a new assignment on another ship, or was he just scrapped with the bulkheads and desk chairs? Was the AI killed when his usefulness was over?'Jay: 'But ... but ... he agreed. I mean ... when the Pennypacker was obsoleted, the AI – "Ship" — just drove her to the breakers. He ... didn't object.'Ivan: 'It never occurred to him ... or to most of us ... to say.