” I had reprogrammed both Mary and Andy to require the terminology I used on Lisa. This was for my own personal ease of operation and for no other p...rpose. The third kind was the limited scope programming Uncle Bert did on all the 3,000 kittens.“Kitten Andy. Programming adjustment. You will not to be able to orgasm again until I say ‘Andy, orgasm.’ This is a one time programming. Kitten Andy. Programming terminated.”She weaved back and forth on my lap as she returned to normal.“Oh, please, no,”. With the sweat and water dripping off her from her chores she headed to her room for a quick shower. After she stripped out of her clothes she stopped to check herself out in the full length mirror on her bathroom door. Perky, 36D breasts at thirty six years old, Check. Nice, tight ass from riding a stationary bike for miles on end, Check. Flat stomach with barely noticeable abs from more sit-ups and crunches than she care to think about, Check. All over tan from a tanning in her own backyard. ”“BJ, give me a second to transfer my call the conference phone on the round table. BJ, I hope I am not interrupting your breakfast,” Arthur said.“No, we just finished up and are listening to your broadcast before we get started with our day. It was a very late, very busy night,” I replied.“Yes, I can imagine that you had a very late night with all the action. You heard that the ratings were better than anyone expected and you had a good crowd in the convention center. How was it determined who. Liz's labia were now protruding due to the amount of blood pumped into them and were covered in her juices making them glisten.Ashley picked up Liz's panties and put them in his pocket, and told her to continue stacking the shelves. As he dealt with another customer, Liz went about her business. The two men sitting down could now see up her skirt as she stretched to stack the shelves. "Look at that, she's not wearing panties!" said one of them, and pulled out his prick under the table and began.