Ben thanked her, then an idea struck him, “Would you come with us? I would love you to join us and brighten up the evening.”Christine’s face lit...up, “Ben, I’d love to come! I haven’t gone out in ages.” With a mischievous grin, she added, “It will be out of purely professional interest, I’ll tell Gerd. He will have to stay on duty and miss another card-evening with his mates.”When Ben left the office to go up to his room, he looked happily forward to the afternoon ahead as well as to Saturday. Trucks, full of food, scurrying cross-country. Freight trains chugging along on rails. Boats... I don't know what boats do, but I bet they're important, too! Anyway, all smashed, broken, trampled, and whatever verb is used when you shoot something with a laser.Those underpaid, underweight, yet, somehow, overworked factory workers? Dead. Not due to the apocalypse - believe it or not - they died a little before hand. Could have been a plague or it could have been that one robot arm, seemingly a. Our tongues sloppily collided together while my tits pressed into his chest. He took hold of my ass and we thrust into each other in rhythm. I sighed and moaned into his ear.With every thrust I could feel the head of his cock sliding past my spot and I knew I wouldn't last too long. I straightened up again and leaned my head back, forcing my breasts outward as my rocking picked up speed. I could hear my juices squishing with every plunge. As I approached the point of no return, I felt something. Soma: bilkul main tayar hu, aap boliye ki kya karna hai.Me: karna toh bahut kuch hai par pehele main tumhe ek picture dikhata hun. Agar tum mujhse sacha pyar karti ho toh waise hi karna jaise is picture main ladki karegi.Itna bolkar maine apne phone me ek porn video chala di, jisme ek young ladki ek ladke ka lund choos rahi thi. Yeh dekh ke soma ki akhen aur badi badi ho gayi. Uske expression dekh ke main samajh gaya ki who mera lund chusne me comfortable behi hogi. Par bina kuch bole main leta.