”“Sorry,” said the genie, “I’m not allowed to grant eternal life.”“OK, then, I want to die after the Democrats balance the budget and el...minate the debt.”“You crafty little bastard,” said the genie.✧ ✧ ✧Guy goes into a bar, there’s a robot bartender. The robot says, “What will you have?” The guy says, “Martini.” The robot brings back the best martini ever and says to the man, “What’s your IQ?” The guy says, “168”. The robot then proceeds to talk about physics, space exploration and medical. ”She doesn’t get another word. Derek’s cock has already slipped across, underneath the table. It hovered for a moment in front of her panty-less crotch before striking, effectively cutting her off.Derek smiles even larger and at this point Derek no longer exists but in the back of Ereka’s mind. The shirt Ereka wears bursts, sending buttons flying in all directions. Her volleyball sized breasts flop out nicely from the shirt, her taunt nipples point straight at Udasa. She doesn’t even notice. The bastard gives me no time to recover, slides us both up on the bed, ramming his prick deep in me so quickly, I gasp, and scream out a long shrilling, almost moaning, sobbing cry for help, followed by my next breath. “Ooohhh…mother fucker…are you ever built.” “So are you cunt, son of a bitch, what great tits for such a little lady.” Both of us moving in unison to his thrusts, I squeak out, “I’m not a fucking lady, I’m a mother fucking slut, so fuck me like one.” “Take it in the. And wandered into the kitchen. There was Andrea in full uniform, smiling and finishing setting the table for me, my usual cereal and fruit breakfast with coffee. I said thanks, to what do I owe this pleasure? She sort of purred the question. Are you upset with me? I answered, no why? Andrea looked so serious and said "I told you, you could have me anytime you wanted, and you haven't touched me". I fumbled, saying things like well our work schedules are not matched and I did not want to seem.