Meanwhile Mistress Amy began a very dirty groping of Marylou’s body, specially her legs, grabbing them as meat to be devoured, more impure and grubb... and nasty caresses as Amy got wild.But Marylou knew Amy and began to behave as a submissive slut, offering her flesh to be defiled as kisses began again. The smearing of the red lipstick grew more over their faces painting them more and more… nose, part of cheeks.“Oh, Mommy, mommy, kiss me, Kiss me more!”, whimper Marylou.The slurps, noises, spit. The're working on stealthing the whole thing but I think they're pissing in the wind. I constantly ping my environment with active sub-milimeter radar. How the hell are you going to stealth THAT? The one thing that made my life worthwhile was they preserved and enhanced my sense of smell and taste. I was a gastronome.Three inventions were discovered and perfected/miniaturized for use around 2190-- a human-computer interface that didn't drive the human side irrecoverably insane,. They have developed this organisation which does amazing things for women. I have seen what they can do. It's absolutely amazing."She was toying with the words, trying to find the right way to tell me, but she knew she had gone too far to stop now. We both knew I wasn't going to like it one bit. "Get to the point, Katie. So what is it that they do for women that's so amazing?"She bit her lower lip and lowered her gaze.She glanced at her watch."I don't know how to tell you without hurting you. I pushed her limp body further onto the bed and turned her over, raisng her hips into the air and pulling her arms behind her back I whispered into her ear 'I do hope your wet enough to take me in one go'. I pressed the tip of my throbbing cock against her wet pussy and as soon as she felt me start to penetrate she pushed back and said 'let's see how deep you can go' and with that I grabbed her hips and thrust my cock deep into her tight wet pussy.With each thrust Gemma pushed back until her.