"Hmm somebody is getting turned on " I observed. "Maybe?"I worked my fingers in her cunt as I twisted them and moved my wrist in and out the bitch beg...n to whimper. "You like being taken"No reply. I slapped her ass. My fingers roughly pumped her now wet pussy. "Mmmm" I removed my fingers from her pussy. Put a finger from each hand in the hole and pulled in opposite directions ripping her leggings down the crotch seam. The bitch actually moaned in pleasure.I grabbed her ponytails. One either. Next, I asked for a million bucks and now I am set for life. Last of all, I asked her if I could have sex with her and her response was, ‘I don’t know how you can make love to me with your type of body.’ So I asked her, ‘How about a little head?’”Why did god create man before he created woman? Because he didn’t want any advice on how to do it.I heard that in a poll of millennials, 50% of the males admitted they’d be willing to date female robots. I understand that in another poll, only 3% of. Just a minute Amber, he yelled as he grabbed his shirt. He opened the door. There she stood, looking up at him. She was different. She didnt look like the self-confident, independent fashion model he always knew, she looked scared, vulnerable. May I come in? she asked in a semi hoarse voice. Yeah, sure, of course, come on in, Bill said in a voice that expressed his shock. How the hell did you find me? he asked. Amber slowly walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down. Ive been driving. There was a gentle tap on the door and once again I was treated to the lovelysight of the secretary, she took two steps into the room and gave a small curtseyto Mr Thomas, despite the fact she was carrying a tray of tea she managed notto spill a drop. "Excuse me Sir, would you like me to serve the tea now, Sir?" I noticed thatalthough she was addressing the man behind the desk her eyes stayed on thefloor her tone was reverential as if she was a turn of the century parlourmaid. "Get on with it,.