“Hi, Honey!” I said, pulling her into a hug and kissing her.“Do you need to get your stuff?” she asked.“I wasn’t sure from our last conver...ation which nights I could stay here, so I dropped my things at Melanie’s house.”“I wasn’t sure who was going to be around this week — my mom’s family will be in and out. Do you mind if we sleep at the Spencers’?”“I don’t care where we sleep, as long as we’re together!” I said.Kara smiled, “I like that!”“So, what plans do we have?” I asked.“None, really. I’m. "Please don't tell me it was some rich asshole or a guy you wouldn't spit on except for the fact that he had a huge dick, because..." I interrupted her because she was making my head hurt."It was my balding, almost fifty year old, married cameraman," I said finally. She looked at me in confusion."He must've been really good in b..." she began."To tell you the truth I don't even remember," I said. "He ... he really wasn't now that I think about it. It's just complicated. Jerry was more a friend. Asthey walked toward Jennifer's office, both of them took in the sexualdisplays before them; both looked forward to their new lives, and feltno sense of regret.Perhaps Patrick would have, if he had known what Stephanie had beenplanning.Jennifer sat them down to explain the roboticization process, and gavethem the necessary paperwork to sign. Stephanie was looking over thedocuments with care, but Patrick grabbed a pen and quickly scribbled hissignature at the bottom of his."Why bother with the. I feel her spasms increase till she grunts deeply three times and her body locks up. Pulling her nipple and sucking the other deep into my mouth I endeavor to draw out her moment of bliss. Slowly she relaxes till eventually her breathing returns to almost normal. “Oh god that’s so much better than a solitary finger-fuck during downtime,” she mutters. “Now…” she releases her legs, letting me drift slightly below her before swinging herself above me. “Now, about that muscle deterioration I was.