You growl with frustration and yet again I whisper love words to you, while slowly guiding your turgid cock to the other hole you love so much. I posi...ion you against my asshole and slowly start to bear down to allow you entry. You moan over how hot and tight I feel and tell me it feels so good. Once you are completely in my ass, I start to ride you for all that I’m worth. The sensation of having you in my ass is incredible to us both. I start to scream your name out to the heavens as I cum. I went to the chair.Clearly he'd seen the skirt and more picked it up because itwasn't quite in the position I'd left it.Over tea I told Mum in Tom's hearing that I was going out thatnight to a friends and wouldn't be back before 10pm.When I did get back I checked the book. I'd left a hair betweentwo pages and now it wasn't there. Tom had taken the book whileI was out and read through it.The next day I decided to build on this. When I got home fromschool I changed. I out on a lovely pale blue. She was wet, very wet and I savoured her juices as she used my face like a towel, she got into a rhythm of using my nose to induce an orgasm and soon I heard her breathing change."I'm coming," she gasped. "Do it, fucking hell yes, I'm, I'm, oh God I'm coming."She all but ripped my hair out in clumps with the power of her orgasm and she was still shaking as I pulled her down and entered her."Yes, oh fucking yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my hot little cunt you dirty fucking bastard." I'm going to. You have memories stretching back damn near forever. You know things you don’t even know you know. In a mesh, all those memories are bare to the others in the mesh. Humans aren’t any better at sorting and cataloging information than Companions, so those memories are of limited use. Mac’s a computer, sentience and all. Computers excel at sorting and cataloging large amounts of data. I want him to store and sort as many of your memories, related to technology, as he can. Then, he will use that.