But now Madam had his full attention."And who are you?" he demanded in a tone that still brooked no argument."I am a Class 9000 Personal Pleasure Doll..." Madam responded calmly. "My actual model designation is twenty-two alphanumeric characters long, and probably of no actual interest to you. I have a title, rather than a name, assigned to me at the moment," she added. "However, you may refer to me by my generic term of 'Doll', if you wish. And how should I address you, Sir?"That unexpected. .. Above, a Coit'ii flier made a sweep of the crash-site, matte-green and with lateral panels that glowed pink on the bottom. The male was drawn away, magnetized upwards to cling to the ship as it carried off a wayward prize. She grasped for his cock, snarling her outrage. But there were two ships on approach; one of them was identical in manufacture, except with blue-glowing lateral panels, this one magnetized a group of feral human tribeswomen, binding them to the bottom of the ship and out. We are stood facing each other, you lean back against and partly sit on the edge of the worktop, you take my cock in your hand and slowly wank me mmmmmmmm it feels so good, we kiss long and hard our tongues exploring each others mouths, baby it feels so good, I squeeze your breasts, we break from our kisses you move your head back and expose your neck and throat, I kiss and lick your neck, you continue to wank my cock, my hands caress your curves, one begins the journey south and begins to. "Yeah, I think you two want to fuck," Matt said."We do!" Greg said, breaking off the torrid kiss."Then I say you should go for it," Maureen said, flashing a warm smile at her husband."That's just what we intend to do," Greg said. And he took Kris' hand again, leading her out of the room."Hey wait, don't go! We want to watch!" Bill said with a laugh."Yeah, no fair," Jody said, laughing too."Not this time. This is Kris' and my first time together, and I think we both want a little privacy. Right,.