Hannah Montana was on. "It's Hannah Fucked Up The Ass Montana!" said Bruce. "Whatever. Is there anything else?" "I brought some porn. Is that OK? "Th...t sounds hot" I said. So he puts in this MILF video. I have this thing for MILFs. They know how to fuck. In the vid, they look like women I see on the street and at the grocery store. You know the type, ballcap, grey sweats, fucked up t shirt, but then they get a makeover and fucked hard. The next thing I know, Sheila is on her knees and has. I’d not spent too many hours of my life at the museum. We did get to visit it a couple of times when Edith brought us to Horn City to see it as part of our learning time but farm life can be all-consuming and my aunts, who were my age at the time, were not as curious about learning new things as I was.Iren led us to a room, under the museum and we found eighteen androids standing in small bays. They each had an arm placed on a low wall. Silver inspected the device that I suspected was a. The tiles were wet, footprints in dirt. Footprintsleft by shoes of many men emptying their bladders hour after hour. I felt slightlynauseous. The shivering worsened. I could smell the urine on the floor, I couldsee the yellow surfaces of urinals. I couldn't. I couldn't do it. ?Get DOWN on your knees, Helen? said David impatiently. ?Now!? he added, liftinghis voice just a little bit to show his irritation. I looked down in shame. ?I? I can't do it? The shivering intensified. I hesitated looking. "Happy birthday, beautiful." Ooh yes, it will be if you keep that up."Kicking the single sheet onto the floor, I leered as my morning erection jutted up obscenely from my groin."Nice thought darling" she laughed and kissed the tip of my cock, "But I've got other plans for you today!"I groaned inwardly, but smiled anyway and got up to take my coffee into where the smell of frying bacon was drawing me."So what plans have you got then?"But she shook her head."Uh uh, all you need to know is that.