“Oh, and evidently, Mr. Wilde’s conks were his own sisters, not that we disapprove of that sort of thing, since the nanites can fix that kind of t...ing. He just has to get used to not being cock of the walk anymore in his own pod, where Jack Junior can now take up residence with his four conks,” Auvray assured me now.“Well, the shoe’s on the other foot, then. Good! Mr. Wilde needs a good dose of humility, and now that he’s no longer a sponsor, I suppose that he’ll get it, too. If I know Sarah. She also took pleasure in the fact that he'd escorted her to the glory-hole encounter in the park and not been taken aback by it. He obviously could be trusted not to be too possessive and assholish when she wished to enjoy herself with other pieces of strange; an added benefit for her and an attribute for him that she recognized instantly. He was secure enough in himself that he didn't need to worry about other dudes, (and that made her as damp as a May picnic). She wondered to herself as. He held her hips as she positioned herself to receive it; then at the worst possible time “Bang, Bang, Bang” somebody was banging on the door.Each set of eyes looked at the other two; “Just ignore it” John said and with a facial expression that was urging them to start fucking. Then Bang, Bang, Bang again followed by calls of “John, John” through the letterbox. He recognised the voice at once; it was his boss he would have to answer the door. After quickly putting on his dressing gown he closed. . Y ... y ... y ... essssssss," she hissed. I wasn't sure if she answered my question or if she hissed with excitement. I saw her eyes turn inside and her lids start fluttering. She was a goner. I purposefully targeted her G-spot. Females react differently on touching it, but she felt it all right. Suddenly her thighs flew wide and her legs encompassed my middle, pulling me in hard as her feet drummed a tattoo on my ass. I had her."AAAAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..." she yelled on her peak."Oh boy,.