Well, it’s certainly urban. I’m more of a rural person myself.”“You live in South Orange. That ain’t rural.”“That isn’t rural, Claude....I insist that you use correct grammar or not talk at all.”“Damn. When was the last time you had any fun?”“Just because my idea of having fun and your idea of having fun don’t correlate, doesn’t mean that we can’t respect each other’s music,” she said, turning down the volume.“Damn. I’m riding down the New Jersey Turnpike, heading to a poetry slam with the Church. I tell her to give me time; she finally agrees to give it a rest.Ganda has also gained weight. Five kilos to be exact. That isn't going to work. I tell her that nothing will stop me from marrying her with one exception. She has to get that weight off. Now Ganda is crying but I am not going to give in on that. It is on that somber note that we go to bed that night. Me in the middle and a girl on each side.The next day Ganda is moping around and Krissell is doing her best to cheer Ganda up while. His breathing increases as he feels the heat of my body in the palm of his hand. He slides his thumb 'accidentally' into my pussy and I inhale sharply at the pleasure that courses through my body. I allow him to gently probe my cunt for a few moments and then tell him to stop and that he will be punished for that inappropriate touching later. I have him proceed to shave my legs and tell him to lay me on a towel on the floor so that he can shave my pussy. He is hard as a rock and the outline. This stupid charade, consisting of ten androids carrying a weapon, was not what he had expected Bionex’s top achievement to be. Joshua knew he had to endure it for now and decided to sit in the truck hoping he could be able to shut his eyes for a few minutes.Alice was still pretty angry that Lunn had decided to take that call. She had been that close to an amazingly mind-blowing climax, and she still felt the little contractions with each step that she took. She also knew that he had no choice.