.." I gasped, showing off the stud through my tongue, asthe electric tingle from my nano-engineered pussy walls shot up myspine. He was close to cummi...g in me again, just from the expressionon his movie-star face. "Oh yeah, cum in me, cum in my tight NuGirlpussy." He bucked as the words left my mouth, and I cried out as herammed his length deeply into me, and then I felt his shudders as heleft his creamy seed in me."I can't believe you were a guy once," he murmurs, rolling off me,sliding one of. But that was impossible. There was no such thing in this day and age. The girl must be a prostitute in some kind of kinky bondage game. She couldn't actually be a real slave...could she? Maria couldn't help staring at her pierced nipples and glanced up only to find the girl looking directly into her eyes. "Please, h-how is she supposed t-to eat..." Obviously, you must help the slave." Maria jumped at the deep voice of the younger man sitting behind her and the way he deliberately. I will remember this." Before you go, Victor, I do have one other question for you," said Charles. "I wish to know if you have sensed anything unusual from your avatar in Lydia."Victor swung his chair around and watched the snow fall just past the window. "Why do you ask?" Her restlessness at night grows worse. Worse than I remember it." I did sense a strong presence in her mind early this morning," Victor replied. "The core remnant of her old personality surges like this at the same time every. Disappointed, she said, "That's nice."Her answer was so out of step with the discussion that it confused Sid for a moment. Rather than respond, he said, "Well, as I was about to say. It is probably for the best if you don't go there. You might want to consider it sometime in the future when you're better prepared." Okay," Cynthia said."I hope you aren't disappointed."Cynthia smiled despite his continued insistence that his world was real. Happy that he was dropping it as a fiction that she had.