The bots moved close enough to hear the conversation but remained far enough away to avoid inadvertent contact. By taking positions around the group t...ey could clearly hear each of them. While they listened, they also watched the approaches."A very nice location, sir," said the younger man."Yes, there is sufficient noise that long range microphones are ineffective, plus there aren't any buildings that overlook the park. Even so, remember, no names. No titles." What is the status on restoring. " Yeah, sure."I looked down at her pretzeled little body as she leaned over my dick and held it in her hand. She gazed at it, pasty with her drying moisture, for long moments. "It smells like pussy," she observed, crinkling her nose. "Shouldn't you go clean it?" No," I assured her, "it's YOUR pussy!"She shrugged and dropped her tongue to the tip of it. The warm, wet contact made me shiver."This is so nasty," she whispered, looking at me over the top of my dick and grinning in pained. Jean watched her two boys eating happily for a moment and followed Elle upstairs.Jean heard the shower start, and finished drying herself. Elle had left the door to the ensuite half open, and Jean found herself staring at glimpses of the teenager through the frosted shower door. Jean tore herself away from the erotic show, crossing the room to select underwear. The shower stopped; Jean crossed the room and froze. Elle was standing outside the shower, naked, towelling her hair.Jean felt. " Without asking for my permission, she began to rub my penis. When I did not pull away she rubbed harder. I had never been like this with a girl before, but I had masturbated. This was better. My sister's hand felt soft, warm, slightly moist, and completely delicious. As I felt my climax coming, I closed my eyes. When it came, I experienced the longest, most intense, and most pleasurable orgasm that I had ever enjoyed. My sister squealed with delight.When I opened my eyes I saw that my seminal.