Then she sucked his cock dry and licked up all the gobs of spunk that dotted his crotch, coated his balls and streamed over her knuckles.Chapter 11Tes... bounded in the back door. She grabbed an apple from the fridge, called out hello, and when no one answered, concluded she was home alone.Feeling in a particularly horny mood, she thought she would borrow some of her mother's sex toys, pull out some of those fuck books she kept hidden under her mattress and diddle her pussy till she was. Fick at the shopping center and went back to the same motel. Again, he took me to a room he had already rented. Once inside he sat down in a chair as I sat on the bed wondering what he had planned for me. ‘Well Jen, your pictures came out great,’ he said with a pleased expression. ‘I think you will like them,’ he added smiling as he handed me a folder. I opened it and began to look through the stack of pictures that were inside. I stared at each one stunned as if I hadn’t even been there when. " What do you want from me?" I don't want anything," she replied coyly. "I am programmed to be your robot servant. My primary directive is to bring you pleasure. If that means cooking a good meal or going dancing with you, that will satisfy my directives." 'Satisfy my directives'?," Holland's eyebrow shot up."It's what passes for 'happy' in robot-speak," Marianne giggled. She kissed his collarbone, just as Miriam used to do. "Your pleasure is my pleasure. If all you wish to do with me is use me. ..tight, constricting foundationwear... hosiery... hot-pants...skirts...dresses... make-up and perfume. Am I correct so far?"Karen's question jolted Jim from what had been his brief feminine reverieand he hesitated in replying."Now girl, answer me now!" barked Karen."Eh...yeah...I mean...yes...you're correct," whimpered Jim in reply."So what was with all the hystrionics earlier on then Debbie?" askedKaren, this time in a more soothing manner."I dunno," said Jim honsestly as his mind once again.