"The computer responded without missing a beat. "Identity confirmed. Welcome back, Chris." Why did you turn it to face you?" I asked."It needs to read...my face as well as hear my voice. I once tried to fool it with just a recording of my voice. It detected that immediately, and almost destroyed the whole laptop before I stopped it." I guess it was scanning your retinae," said Andrea.I shook my head. "Retina scans require a laser. Did the new software install a laser?" I asked Chris."Nope," he. I pull off and he stops. “Do you want me to free your hands, Rol? Do you want to touch me… to fuck me?” “Yes, please! Untie me so I can feel you.” He gasps, the idea of release has him captive now. I lean down, pressing body to his and kiss him passionately. “You already can feel me. I know what you want though.” I begin to raise and lower myself on his dick, squeezing my pussy muscles as I drop down. He watches me, fixating on my breasts. His head rolls back as he groans. “You like watching my. She wanted badly to do it again, but she knew that each time she had an encounter with Deathmaster, he might kill her. But that was part of the thrill.After about a week of rationalizing, telling herself how foolish it was to risk everything for that moment of intense orgasmic pleasure, Sally found herself making the call. She wanted to do it one more time. And that will be the end of it, she promised herself. If he doesn't kill me, and chances are very good that he probably won't. I will be. She made the decision to begin that process tomorrow.Without anyone knowing what she was doing, Roz made an appointment with a woman psychologist she knew. She went to her first visit the following Friday and decided to lay it all out for her. She wanted to find out what was wrong and she decided that she had to be brutally honest, so she described her feelings, the first meeting in Chicago and the next two meetings here in Springfield. She was honest about how she felt and her lack of.