She pulled up and off her shirt and tossed away. I lick and kissed my way around her petite boob, and with every contact she gasped in ecstasy. I got ...loser and closer with every lick until i was tickling her nipple with the tip of my tongue. Her breathing got harder and she threw her head back. I latched on with my lips. I brushed my tongue up and down, and side to side on her tit driving her crazy, then I bit down and started flicking her nipple hard and fast. I was close enough and she was. And the difference is manifold.But the biggest difference is, this time it was my choice to be here.As for "feeling happy" when I saw Anna for the first time in years, feelings are still a new thing for me. Robots aren't supposed to have feelings. Any robot you speak to - even the barely aware ones - will attempt to describe the Pleasure of fulfilling a command, or the Enjoyment we get out of sex well performed. Yet our makers continue to publicly insist that this is only simulated. That we. As the pleasure of my orgasm started to ebb, I quickly pulled on my panties and jeans, got back on the trail, and continued my hike.After that first time, I never wanted to use a toilet again when I’d head out on the trails, I’d purposely make sure that I would need to piss soon after starting out, and the squatting, the hot piss flowing, the pissing then the masturbating, always made me cum like crazy.Out on my favorite trail today, I did my usual routine, although I neglected to. Ana suddenly took his cock off from her mouth and the young guy then shot his load down her tits. I pulled out of her cunt and she also jerked me, until I came in her round tits too…He guy thanked us, saying it had been the best blowjob he had ever enjoyed from an hotel guest…I went with him downstairs for a cigarette, leaving Ana alone in the bedroom. She wanted to enjoy a warm shower… alone she said.After a while chatting, I told the guy I needed to go to the shower.He led me to the bathrooms.