”“That might be fun.”“That would get us through today. What we really need, is a project.”“We’ve got a dog. We’ve got a bird. We’ve ...ot a lawnmower. We’ve got a smart house. We’ve got smart programs. What else would you like?”“I don’t know.”“How about we revisit the vibration-based fault detection program? I’m sure that we could come up with some improvements.”“We’ve got teams of software engineers working on that.”The two of them sat there looking at each other for five minutes.“Let’s go to. Chief Cave Lion was almost the oldest person in the village but by no means was he frail. The hunting scars on his face were testimony to his bravery. It might be years yet until he would need surrender his chieftaincy to his chosen successor. As they walked to the shaman’s tent, the Chief impressed on the young girl the importance of her new role and how the whole village expected her to take good heed of the shaman’s instruction. This would not, however, excuse her, as it did the shaman, from. Becca complied, her pussy wet and wanting more of him. She lowered herself onto his throbbing prick, impaling herself on his shaft. "Oooh…, damn Neil… fuck me! Fuck me!" Becca called as she slid up and down on his shaft.She raised up, impaling herself on his organ over and over again while Neil lifted his hips to drive himself deeper inside her. For an older woman, Becca was one great piece of ass! She ground her hips farther down on his cock, her climax coating his cock and balls, fucking him. She felt a need to share her experience with someone who would understand, who might tell her more. A few more glasses of wine and Rita was drifting off to sleep.The next morning she felt a little bit guilty. It was just the wine she convinced herself. Tiger came in and wagged his tail."Don't get your hopes up pooch. That was a one-time thrill for us. You stick to fucking dogs and I'll stick to people."Tiger just wagged his tail and nuzzled Rita. She hugged the dog."Oh well, at least I know you.