The Bubble Taxi descended and the voice said. “We have arrived at 455 Judge Petro Ave. Please deposit the fare of three credits.”She swiped her wr...st com against the reader and the cab opened the door.She was outside alright and not under a protective dome or somewhere subsurface. The local sun was about to set behind a distant mountain range and transformed it into a sharp black outline.The local town was built onto a desert plane. Even now she could feel the heat of the day. There were robot. Helen gave him a wicked smile. "Watch this," she said. Helen climbed onto the kitchen table and laid down on her back. Mark's eyes widened as he watched his mother stretch herself on the table. Helen scooted back until her head was hanging off the edge then she reached back with her hands for Mark's cock. "Come here, Mark, fuck my mouth," Helen purred. "Fuck my face and fill me with your cum." Mark stroked his hard cock, which looked like an iron bar. He walked over to where his mum's head hung. ” “Bree… sorry I keep insisting you break up with him. I just think you deserve better.” “When is ‘better’ going to come along? College?” “I’m so glad we’re graduating in two months. I’m so ready to leave high school.” “I guess I am too.” “Here you go.” Tiffany says handing me a wrapped rectangular box out of her bag. “What’s this?” “An early birthday present. Congrats on being the first legal ‘adult’ among us.” “It’s still almost a week. It was likely for a bathroom as it has a sink too. My window looks down onto Kyle's workbench. Kyle has just come out of the house with 2 cups of coffee and the two of them are in front of the bench, yakking and drinking their java.Suddenly, Tom reaches out and puts his hand on Kyle's crotch. He starts to rub and squeeze and fondle Kyle's stuff. Kyle undoes his jeans, pulls down his zipper and drops his jeans and underwear to the floor. Tom grabs Kyle's cock and begins to pump away on it. Kyle.