" It was difficult to negotiate with a machine, when it knew everything that I was thinking. The thoughts of a computer, that bordered on intelligence... with a high order program aborting itself and committing suicide, was even more difficult to understand.We left, and walked in the direction of the tug. I wanted to get a new look at it. From my days in an American university; I knew this small tug was both one and a half times the length and the width of a football field, and almost twenty. I want to feel your sperm inside me.”I could tell that my mom being there was really turning Sara on even more. I knew that it was making me hornier, and I got ready to explode. What must have been the most cum I had ever felt came pouring out of me and into Sara’s womb, “Oh that feels wonderful, Will. I want you to do this every time we fuck.”I leaned down and kissed Sara right on the mouth, “You guys put on an amazing performance. I wish I upgraded to front row seats sooner”“Mom, I thought. Nichole spread her legs so she could take all of Michael's erection inside her. Her hands gripped his muscular shoulders. He held himself up with one arm and cupped one of her breasts with the other hand."You ... feel ... so ... good," Nichole managed between strokes. Michael smiled and pulled back so only the tip of his head was inside her. Then, without warning, he thrust deep and hard. Nichole bit his shoulder and dug her nails into his back, not for the last time.She bucked against him,. She was gritting her teeth, and then startled me, when she suddenly looked at me."Brrr," she said with a chuckle, wrapping her arms tightly to her chest. I giggled nervously, and then she turned around, placing her hands behind her and lowering her chin, as she allowed the water to splash against her back. I wasn't quite sure what to do, so I simply followed her lead, assuming the same position. Then she turned her head to me and whispered."So, you liked it?" she asked."What's that?" I replied.