That is the cycle of Xene life.But I digress. Back to the problem at hand. I had to drive myself high enough to reach all the way back to before Xenek...nd came into existence. To do that, I decided I needed to use my tin lovers. They aren’t actually made of tin, but they aren’t really alive. I think the name is a hold-over from the days of the tin soldiers. Anyway, I programmed one of my android sex robots to pleasure me. Actually, I programmed my entire stable of seven sex robots to pleasure. “Let’s go inside, I need to wash up” I said holding out my greasy blackened hands, using them as a perfectly good reason not to take advantage and buy more time to talk things through with her.She looked at my hands and then into my eyes, shaking her head as if to say no.She lifted her arms, wrapping them around my neck and stood on tiptoe, turning her head to kiss me. Her scent, a mix of feminine pheromones and shower gel, invaded my nostrils, the warmth of her small body combining to. At the same time, she was sucking frantically on Karl’s erect member as he tried to thrust it down her throat. It was only 5:00am on the 50 hectare dairy farm that she and her parents ran and they were supposed to be milking the cows, but here she was with her ass in the air instead. She knew both the boys were close to coming. She was all too familiar now with the way their body’s responded…and how they made her respond as well. She’d already come once and unless Erik stopped soon she knew she. He, in turn, asked what was on her mind being the only girl with Theo, Mark, and Paul.She just flashed her wickedly sensual smile at him, “That’s for me to know and for you to fantasize about!”“Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a special treat for you. We saw them first perform during the top two hundred and were so impressed, we’ve united them again. Singing, ‘It’s Only Love,’ here are Abby Kendall and Brad Hayward!”The staff recreated the music video wardrobe featuring Bryan Adams and Tina.