I've barely stepped in the door and you'vealready started yelling at me." I'm not yelling; I'm angry. You can't just walk away and leave us tofend for...ourselves and then come back and play the concerned father. Itdoesn't work like that." Irene, you're impossible. I see I'm not going to get anywhere with youright now. When you're ready to have a rational conversation, let meknow." My father wrapped his long, bony fingers around my upper armjust a little too tightly, but not quite enough to. Put it back right now. You’re making me cum, you plastic bitch”.Roberta: “Miss- you are leaking. Is this normal? Should I swallow it? Would you like me to produce this juice too? It seems to be a natural lubricant – I’m learning a lot rather quickly”.BJ leant back shooting a stream of girl-cum straight down the Synth’s throat. Roberta appeared to gulp it all down; without the need to breathe. BJ was fucking the Synth’s face with her open cunt – prolonging her orgasm for a full minute. BJ looked. In fact I know that I have a better body than most of the up, and coming starlets out in Hollywood, and that I'm pretty enough to turn more than my fair share of heads. I eat, and exercise properly, and try not to overdue anything that isn't related to sex. So when I tell you that those guys were all over me like wolves sharing their last meal on earth, please believe that I know what I am talking about here. And I wallowed in all of that black flesh like a sow in a mud hole.I was sucking on. It was nice to observe the many beautiful ways that Tracycomported herself. I watched as she tucked her arms underneath herbreasts as she peed. It was an endearing motion. I don't know what cameover me, but when I licked her this time I felt a great affection forTracy and her vagina. Perhaps absentmindedly, Tracy let me lick her ahalf-dozen times, before she stirred and stood up. "After Abby pees, youcan do the laundry," Tracy said.I waited in the bathroom while Tracy sent Abby in to pee and.