Hearing that she and Mom both smiled and Mother even patted me on the head.Then I saw something I had seen many times before but had never paid any at...ention to it: My mom playfully slapped Allison's bums.I don't know what happened to me but that one act brought back all the memories of last night: my mother getting her pussy licked, touching and feeling her own breasts and nipples, writhing her body.So, without even finishing my tea, I got up, went to bathroom, got out of the house and didn't. . who else? the pleasure industry. For reasons known only to history, the B-bots were all created male or genderless. The Pleasure Xenes were, because of the neo-patriarchy that had arisen in the thirty-third and thirty-fourth centuries, all created female.One thousand, three hundred, twenty-seven different versions of the Pleasure Xene went into production. It took days, or perhaps even weeks... maybe even months, for the fastest computers of those days to lay out the programming for each. We became friends with benefits. We both continued to see others and we shared our adventures with each other.I should mention that I have a huge anal fetish. My previous girlfriend was the first person I’d ever been with who indulged my anal desires without making me feel ashamed of them. Our relationship had gone south for a couple years before I ended it. I was afraid to lose the one person I had ever been myself with sexually. Convinced I’d never have that openness again if I left her.. If I was with him in high school, Id probably let him do anything he wanted to me. Connies lips parted and suddenly she felt his tongue deep in her mouth. God, his tongue is a weapon she thought to herself. Connie also became aware that she was being poked in the belly by a hard object. Before she knew what was happening she felt her legs spread to accommodate him. She felt herself rocking back and forth without thinking about it. OK. Thats enough she heard Brad say. Your turn Steve. No, Im.