She said you are fucking me in your wife’s clothes she won’t be happy. I said she won’t find out, anyway you look so fucking hot in her sexiest ...lothes.I got into a slow steady rhythm with her, checking her reaction to my moves, letting her get into it and figuring how to give her an orgasm. I was up on my arms, looking down at her and she was grabbing my forearms, her legs flat but wide open.I said her pussy feels really good, I don’t know how long I can hold out before I cum, I want to hold. Each bigger than the next. But I always get kind of obsessed, and girls don’t like that.’ ‘They didn’t like you being obsessed with their boobs?’ ‘No-one wants to be fetishised,’ Simon reasoned. ‘And to be honest we were always incompatible, personality-wise.’ ‘Do you still, um, masturbate thinking about them?’ It was a bold question, but Emma felt they had now crossed a threshold of intimacy. ‘Sometimes, I guess,’ gulped Simon. ‘Why are you asking about this?’ ‘Don’t know,’ said Emma. ‘Sorry.’. As the weeks went by, the "CF" machine was automated and saftied by limit switches and pressure sensors. There were motors and servos added to vary the stroke depth and speed.Computer interfaces gave the thing programmability. Allie asked about changing the size of the dildo by computer control. Kelly got a "far away" look and dissapeared into the computer room for a few days. Finally, she came out and gave her neice a nasty little grin."Come in here and look at this." Kelly started her CAD box. These animals were larger, more massive, and their horns were long and straight, spanning six feet and more in the older specimens. Mike started to angle off to the left as more of the shaggy animals loomed out of the swirling dust, making a solid wall of flesh that seemed to build higher and thicker every second. The muffled thunder of hooves rose ever louder over the soft hissing of their steam engine."Boy, they are big. Aren't we getting a bit close?" It's all right, Mike knows what he's.