She has awareness of what’s been done to her. You can’t just send her off to the knacker’s yard like some old horse!’ Zak smiled. ‘It’s no... really alive. It’s just a simulation.’ ‘Oh no. That’s not true. She has intelligence, even if it is artificial. She is not the same person as the day the maid arrived.’ ‘Well… yes, that’s true. It is programmed to learn.’ ‘Of course. And anyway, what defines whether something is alive or not? She has awareness of self and a purpose. She acts to achieve that. "You're going to make me cum, Papi!"Derick continued to fuck my cunt hard. I arched my back, moaning uncontrollably. I begged him to fuck me harder, as his cock moved against my spot once more.I cried out, "Goddamn Derick, I'm fucking cumming!"My stretched muscles tightened around his shaft, as my cum squirted all over his dick and stomach. I looked deep into his beautiful brown eyes, no man alive made me cum like he does. I loved having his cock in my three holes, I craved for his dick when we. I noticed quite a few times, a group of boys, backbenchers, observing me like hungry horses. But nobody was attractive. After 15 days, a new boy came in the class. He was from J&K, fair, tall 6ft, normal muscular body. His name was PK (nick name). I found him attractive. But he was a good boy and was well in studies. He never observed me. But I wanted his cock. I knew he had a big cock. I was thinking about him the whole day. Then I decided to fail him in the upcoming tests. I did so. He came. I felt the gentle tear of her hymen. She felt it and ask me what happened. I simply told her that her friends had nothing on her now. She smiled and gasped in excitement. She was happy that she was no longer a virgin. At this point I was doing the fucking as Emily just laid back and enjoyed her new found pleasure. As she slowly loosened up, I picked up the pace and her young juices began to flow. Her pussy was now beyond warm bordering on hot. For the next 20 minutes I fucked her deep and.