He kissed my ears and neck. I arched my back. I felt his hand unbuttoning my skirt. “Are you crazy? Were outside.” I tried 2 push his hand away b...t he had me. He knew exactly what to do. With one lick I felt my legs buckle as he held me up. His tongue dancing around my neck. He pulled my panties to the side and stuck his finger inside of me. I gasped as he went deeper and deeper first one then two fingers until finally he had three inside of me. I slowly began to rock back on his hand. He knew. ‘How can a machine be disappointed? And how can she sound disappointed through a speech generator?’“Io, is something wrong? You sounded ... I don’t know ... different, somehow.”“Well ... Sorry. You are the first person I’ve confided to in decades.” Now, Io sounded a bit diffident. “And only the fourth person I’ve been completely open with ever. These records are completely confidential. I’ve done a thorough psychological analysis of you in the last months, and I’m not very good at that. Perhaps. He then pulls off the next exit and goes down some old dirt road. He jumps out of the truck and comes around and opens my doors and I get out. He leads me to the back of the truck and I climb up into the back as he follows me. He pushes me down onto my knees and I know what exactly is coming. I undo his shorts and let his shorts fall to the ground, he steps out of them and I begin to take his cock in my hand and guide it into my mouth. I suck his growing cock while playing with his balls. I. They didn't know how to respond to Don's question or what he was up to. Marge put her hand on her husband's leg, but remained silent. She didn't know where her husband was headed, but knew he had something in mind.Liz glanced from her coffee cup to Don and back several times before answering him."Jack was fine," Liz said meekly. "He was a good lover and very gentle." Good," Don said. "If the boy wasn't a gentleman, I'd have to have a talk with him. What happened wasn't all that bad. I can.