The store we chose was a good few miles from where we lived so that we could enjoy each others company without having to keep looking to see if anyone...knew us, the guy in the store was very helpful and showed us as many bags, pipes and nozzles we wanted to look at and asked us 'Who is the stuff for?' and Carol said 'It's for me' and the guy didn't bat an eyelid and just asked 'What size of nozzle would you like' and Carol bent over, with her back to the guy to pick up her bag and piped up 'The. I'd known there's no place in this world for me. Here the cars drive themselves.But I wasn't kidding about the sentiment. I was having trouble holding back my tears, and it wasn't because I'd just lost the best car I'll ever have.Many of us want our cars to be real somehow, and be fond of us, and all that mush. And for this one shining moment all that has been true for me. Most people never have a moment like this, and I was at least smart enough to recognize it while it was happening. This way. ” “Oh, but yours are so cute,” I told her, eying her perky breasts and the cute little nipples. I reached out and gave her titty a squeeze. “Fuck, my cock need to cum,” Mark said, interrupting our titty play, and he roughly shoved me forward, bending me over the arm of a couch, his hard cock rubbing against my cunt. “Hmm, I love fucking teenage cunt!” Mark's cock was pushing into my tight pussy. I had been fucked a few times by Johnny, my boyfriend. But he wasn't as big as Mark and it felt. I dreamt I was with Sarah and I woke up to Abigail sucking my dick. We had sex again then she made me breakfast."May I return to my family now?" she asked afterward."Of course," I said."Thank you, Alex." I enjoyed our night together, Abigail."She smiled then left.With Stephen and Evan as my guides, I returned to the escape pod. Four other men came along dragging sleds. I told them I might want to bring some things back. The condition of the little ship was worse than I thought. It was.