"There was a lurch and his stomach heaved. The kitchen faded to be replaced by a windowless corridor. He pressed himself against the wall. The tactica... showed his location and the rooms branching off the corridor he was in. Using the AI as a telepathic amplifier, he cast his senses outwards. There were many minds, but he was searching for one in particular. He recognised Aesia almost immediately. He touched her mind: Aesia, where are you? She was on the edge of unconsciousness.He sensed her. .Me: apne khaana nai khaya?Catwoman: nai, bus abhi ek customer k ghar se aa rahi hu,Kamine ne rupay de k bhukha hi bhaga diya…Me: theek h,Pass me restaurant h,Vha se kuch mangata hu…Maine 2 plate full chicken lollipop with ice cream,butter and soda order kar di…Mujhe uski awaaz kuch jaani pehchani si lag rahi thi aur uska chehra bhi ,lekin mask k karan pta nai chal paa rha tha…Fir mei uske pass gya aur uske maathe k upar se kiss karne laga…Usne ankhein band kar li,Uski saaree utaari…Ab vo. "Oh fuck Rodney! Oh God yes, fuck me with your fingers! Oh, that feels so good, baby!" she moaned, tossing her head to and fro, her blonde hair flailing about. Rodney kept jackhammering her drooling pussy as her moaning got more and more desperate. He knew she was fast approaching her first orgasm of the evening. But Rodney was a selfish, egotistical, bastard... only out for his own pleasure in interests. This wasn't about her or what she wanted. She was just a convenient hole to jack off into.. Don’t.Nic glided over to the doorway of the open closet. She reached up to the shelves above the rack, upper arm and back muscles flexing as she moved. Shadows popped and disappeared under her shoulder blades. Her hair swept her back with the movements of her face.“Your wife is always talking about her daughter.”He froze at the topic change.“How she’s in the National Junior Honor Society and she almost went to the Junior Olympics for swimming, all this crap. When that runs out, she brags.