Go at your normal speed; masturbate for me like you usually do. By now your cock is definitely making that wet, sticky sound. Spit on it more if it st...rts to dry out, and if any precum leaks out of that pathetic little dick of yours, wipe it off with your thumb and suck it clean. That's just a taste of what's to come, you horny bitch. Switch back to your porn tab and jerk off like this for another two minutes. As before, don't you dare fucking cum. If you cum before I tell you to, I will be. Never complaining. Always ready and willing. Always there. But at this point the capacity of their Artificial Intelligence reached its limit. There was never any conversation possible beyond that of Selena's sexual desire and their own need to satisfy it. They had no experience upon which they could reminisce. No knowledge on which to pursue a conversation. And their roles were entirely circumscribed by her original intentions when she selected their avatar specification parameters.So, she was. Because she didn't like my wandering ways when it came to women and on occasions, she had been quite vocal on the subject. Damn we'd had some right old set-to's on the subject.She came from a strict Catholic background, her parents kept her on a tight rein and she had a strict curfew. Jerry appeared to be besotted with her when he was with her. But when she wasn't around, he would always seem to be on the prowl for a bit of spare.I think they were both about seventeen when they got engaged. I. " Well, why don't you go to a straight hair dresser?" Connie asked her."There ain't no such thing!" Emily told her.Connie argued that there was and Em said there wasn't and they argued over whether or not a straight man could be a hair dresser of not. They almost stopped speaking to each other over it. Women!Anyway, they argued all the way to the bank and were about to go in when there was a loud "BOOM" and the big plate glass door of the bank exploded outward and a man and a woman came running.