Throwing her in a room with him, while her panties were soaked through and her thoughts were drifting, was like throwing chocolate cake in front of a ...ieting woman. Too delicious to taste, too forbidden to touch.Ugh, why did she always get herself into these situations?But his point was made, and she forced herself to pay attention for the rest of the hour as he discussed their most recent expositions of Shakespeare.The bell finally rang and the class filed out pretty quickly, it being the last. We now face a second coming of the strongest mechanoids Wily has ever created, this time under the menacing control of my former apprentice... Each of them is equipped with tools as powerful as those used by the original Robot Masters."Buster Girl contemplated the situation. "But... Why do they fight for him?" The Robot Mistresses were each peaceful creations upon their inception. I was happy to assist Dolly with their construction, thinking they'd be used to benefit mankind. Little did I. "Tim fingered his drink nervously. Where was that guy, he thought, glancing at his watch for at least the hundredth time. Just like a cop, never around when you needed him--probably he was out peeking into toilet stalls at the MacArthur Park John.Tim looked in the mirror behind the bar, saw a short, stocky red-haired man in a business suit standing by the doorway, peering around the room. Tim waited until the man caught his eyes in the mirror, then slowly nodded his head. The man walked over to. I held my fingers up to my mouth and told him to be quiet. The girl was struggling on the floor to no avail. I pointed to her and smiled at my brother. He had a very puzzled look on his face."Go ahead, this little bitch is ready for you to take your pleasures with her," I spoke disguising my voice with a low growl. "She wants you to Fuck her and cum in her mouth." I smiled at him, motioning him to get on with it. I could tell he was turned on because his cock bulged inside his trousers.Needing.