She had learned on cam to read my face fairly well, and just a tilt of my head towards the sleeper was enough to tell her to go back there and strip. ...fter she had also undressed me, I pulled her back into the driver’s compartment and fucked her from behind, first her pussy and then her luscious ass, loving the tightness of her and the looks on the faces of passing drivers who spotted us. When I was done, we dressed and I ordered her to take us to her house, playing with her body as she drove. ‘I’d love to see your bachelor pad.’ ‘Bachelor pad, yeah,’ Bud snorted. ‘It isn’t much, believe me.’ He put the car in gear and started off. His apartment was small, but tidy, and surprisingly neat. Karen said so. ‘Ah. well, you know,’ Bud said. His face started getting red again. ‘Would…would you like some sparkling cider?’ Karen said she would, and he went to the kitchen to get it. She followed him. The apartment’s kitchen was quite small, and being in it with him meant she had to stand very. You almost cum again from that alone, your black-market nerve enhancers making every bit of their cost worth it as pure, molten pleasure fizzes up and down your spine. Sweaty, pale skin slips on the synth-leather of your pilot seat as your hips instinctively roll, the thick dildo that you'd spent the last hour with popping out of your abused quim with a loud slurp. "F-fuuuuuck..." That long familiar, mewling cry echoes through the cockpit of your AvversTech Solo-Exploration Corvette, dragging a. “So what are you two up too?”Oops! It was Mary, Tommy's mother.“Hello, Mummy. I made Wendy happy and now she's trying to make me happy too, but she says that she thinks that I'm too young to get really happy.”“Oh dear! Mary! I hope that you are not angry with me. Tommy gave me an orgasm, that's what he means by 'made me happy'. Then he asked me to put his willie in my mouth like I do for Greg and Bill, to make him happy. I know I shouldn't have but how could I refuse after he had made me.