My wife's chin dropped. "I'm not a lesbian. I don't want to be labeled like that," she whispered, her voice sounding as emotional as Karly's."Then don...t," Karly said softly. "Don't be bi. Don't be lesbian. Just be you. Isn't that what you want?"Hot tears dripped from my wife's face and landed on my stomach when she nodded. She tried to wipe them away."Tell me what you want," Karly asked softly.My wife's body shook as she shook her head. "I want..." she whispered. Her eyes moved ever so slowly. Robots might have been able to do the job better, cheaper, and a whole lot warmer for any humans involved in the process. But they couldn't be trusted; not like regular folk itching for a chance to live the life. Anything that could transmit and receive couldn't be trusted these days. The Disconnect had made sure of that.Sousuke jumped inside the crawler, closed the door behind him, reached for his thermo and poured a cup of almost scalding hot tea. He didn't sip, he just held on to it for. I was constantly doing it until we reached home and she ran into the house.I went inside and she already had removed the mobile by lifting her saree and I pushed her onto the sofa and spread her legs.Her legs were all wet and her panty had dripping spots.I just moved her panty aside and started licking and fingering it fastly.Within a minute she squirted with a big moan. haaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa aaaaaaa aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa. A cock began to run across the white flesh of her throat, and more cocks started smearing into her cheeks and face. One man seemed determined to fuck her eye, and she closed her lid tight as he bounced playfully against it, and her hair was being wrapped around three cocks now instead of just one."Man, this is a strange fucking trip," one of the men laughed as he nudged his cock into Donna's ear. "What's the plan, Tom?" You just cover this slut in cum, and you'll see," Tom told him, standing.