Let me ask you something before you go. If it was your wife screwing around, would you let it go?"He gave me a smirk."That'll never happen. She loves ...e." Yeah. Becky said the same thing. Still does. Didn't stop her now, did it?"He frowned before I continued."First, go tell Sandy and George what I said, and then have them come over here and tell me they understand. They might not be as pussywhipped as you are. Then, tell the girls I'll give them ten minutes, no more, so they better be sure. It wasn't easy; with her back arched, she was displaying an incredible amount of soft cleavage. Add the fact that she was deliberately pressing herself to my crotch and I began to have some sympathy for pedophiles. The girl was twelve, after all! The fact that the AIs considered her physically mature enough for sex didn't mean she was MENTALLY mature ... She opened her lips and slipped her tongue out, the little minx; I broke the kiss immediately and stepped back, in full 'fight or flight'. She folds one side over the other and lays it on the foot of the bed.And now all I can do is feast my eyes on the gorgeous, naked body above me. Her nipples are so hard that my mouth is almost watering to taste them. But she doesn’t give me the chance.Lauren moves over me and puts both of her hands on top of my own above my head. With her knee, she spreads my legs apart farther and when she’s between them, simply stays there, hovering over me.I can feel her tits grazing my own, but she doesn’t. ‘No, I didn’t get any of it yet, but I’ll catch up right away. Here I go! Wowza!’ Dean continued to gaze at me with disinterested expression he typically maintained during lectures. Was he amused? Even a little? As usual it was hard to tell. Somehow, Dean was managing to get an ‘A’ in the class, along with pretty much everything else. The only thing he really struggled with was his software development coursework, which I helped him along with. How someone with so much uncanny mathematical.