In the background I could hear Greta moaning. “Oh shit” she wailed “faster, fuck me faster and deeper”. Reg must have done as she wanted as sh... screamed as he humped her furiously. “Yes, oh fuck yes” she said over and over. It was too much for me. I jumped onto Eric’s lap and his cock slid into my pussy. While he nibbled my nipples I bounced up and down and rode him to the finish line. I kept bouncing up and down until he went limp. Reg wasn’t about to go limp with the extension fitted and. Other times I'd stroke them as they'd pumped those last few strokes before the uncontrolled twitching, then the warm cream. If I was hoping for another cock to suck that day I’d hold off stroking myself so I could time my own release when I got to taste that last load. Usually though, like today, when I knew I was on my last cock for the day, I built myself up by teasing the guy's cock, sucking it off and on as I tried to time my orgasm to his. When I tasted his hot load, I had myself in. We put her in one of the pod sleep-trainers and stuffed some more English into her poor little head so that we wouldn't have to rely on a babblefish type of translator for her. Our implants would have translated for us but it was distracting at best.So now I have to review the tapes from any sponsor's house if his (or more rarely her) concubine gets injured. I also had to pass judgment on a sponsor who was guilty of molesting a dependent. That was hard. Eventually I had to disagree with the AI.. Then, a man came down the aisle and asked me if the aisle seat next to me was taken. I told him no and he took the seat, putting his case under the row in front. He was a handsome black man about thirty or so, bald on top with a goatee. Not an ounce overweight, he was nicely athletic-looking. As I settled in, he took notice of my ankle bracelet and the charm suspended from it. ‘What’s that for?’ he asked. ‘Oh, that’s a charm.’ ‘Well, you’re all the charm any man would need,’ he replied as I.