She didn't even acknowledge the signal that it was time for her to end her act. At that moment she was THE ACT. The Stones didn't want their equipment...destroyed and there was no way they could follow her. Thus they cancelled. The man who produced this Texas end of the nationwide concert threatened to sue Jagger and his bunch. It was now Erin's show.Very few people left. If Erin Mathison was not going to stop, they wouldn't leave either. She didn't even feel the rain as her mind focused on. Again the look on her face was of torture, exquisite tit torture. What was he doing to her tits?Then, suddenly, she was humping the wall. Or, more specifically, she was humping the big hole in the wall. Looking down, I saw one of the anonymous hands fingering Samantha, finger fucking her cunt violently. This wasn’t a finger teasing her cunt, it was three fingers punching into her cunt, rapidly and violently, with no interest in how she liked it. The hand fucked her cunt unmercifully.Samantha’s. Within moments, I feel that sensation again as Jason, now fully erect, begins to slowly enter me. With Frank continuing his slow, methodical pumping, I feel Magda hungrily kissing me back as I reach over and begin to fondle her breasts. Now both Frank and Jason are pistoning us as Magda and I kiss each other. As before, I begin to lose myself to the sensations of the moment. The light of the kitchen is a soft with, bathing the entire scene in a luminescence that adds to the allure of the sex. My quick mental search of the library aboard the Cornucopia told me that these potato-sized truffles were larger than all but a handful of truffles found to date on earth. I told them to go ahead and harvest any they found and to keep them in stasis for Nathan to take back. The androids assured me that they could locate any that were in the top foot of soil. If the truffles were accepted, I’d send more androids to help with the search and harvest. I took four with me to see if the girls liked.