“It’s a long story, let’s get out of here first!”Just then, the robot rolled up exclaiming,“Danger Will Robinson! Danger Will Robinson! Dang...r!”Will, clearly afraid, ran up to the robot, feeling a modicum of safety with his mechanical friend.“Climb on!” it ordered as it lowered one of its arms, allowing Will a foothold to raise himself up onto the robot’s chassis so he hang on securely.“Robot, do not let go of him and come on!” Don ordered,It responded with an “Affirmative!” as it wrapped one. Miguel pulled out of me - and I suddenly felt empty. I was almost sad. But I realized he was signaling to Diego that it was now his turn to take a crack at my already well-fucked pussy. Diego sat down on a kitchen chair with his big fuck stick pointing toward the ceiling. He patted his lap, as if to say, saddle up, girl. Not wasting a moment, I straddled him, my tits in his face. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. A ripple of pleasure passed through me and I reached below me,. I returned to find her putting the last of the cotton sheets I'd brought on the bed. Champagne bucketed, I unlocked my suitcase and tossed one of the carefully-concealed joints in the ashtray. Fire was provided, inscribed with the timeless motto: "For Our Matchless Friends."Rikki had evidently decided that wearing her tee-shirt was no longer necessary. Her bare tummy rolled over the top of the painted-on jeans. I guess she must have enjoyed wearing the stained bra in order to titillate any. Changes appeared in the Jacks' culture even in the short time during which we stayed. Men received more consideration than ever before. When we left, it was with friendly goodbyes. Some wanted to know where Moorehome would be established so they could join us later. We promised to stay in touch as best as possible.We traced our path south on old I-55 headed toward Louisiana. At night, we were back in tents. Janet and I were in one tent with Linda, Trud and Tony were in another. Ran and Bell and.