'Steve raised an eyebrow at the ICQ request from Gunslinger. Leaning forward, he answered.'Sure - what can I do for you? Edit another story?'The reply...surprised him. 'No - I found the guy who sent me the virus. He's Mortimer J. Viral, of Knowaire, Idaho. I need you to find some information for me...'Steve blinked at the list that came through. Human Genome Project? EEG frequency ranges? KLCA and KRTP radio station locations? What the heck was this for? *****'I'll tell you later.' Gunslinger. “Take this off…” she whispered, pulling at my night shirt and panties. In seconds I was completely naked, laying back in the beanbag as she softly kissed my nipples. the warmth of her body on top of me felt wonderful, though still a little shocking to feel this kind of touch from my female bestie. She parted my legs, looked up at me smiling, then down at my labia, which hung loosely open, already slightly swollen. I felt vulnerable and shy, but it was so erotic to be naked with her while she. Uska gaar chud ke itna dheela tha ki mera hath bhi ghus jata ,fir wo mere lund ko apne chut me daali aur khudne lagi , mai uske chuchiya daba rha tha aaur dhere hone pe uske thappar bhi maar rhha thaa .Anjali : “chodo mujhe aur zor se , mere andar hi chorna apna maal .”Maine uski gaar se dildo nikala aur apne 3 ungli daalne laga , wo chila rhi thi ” yess yesss…. aise hi chodo mujhe ” wo fir us dildo ko chusne lagi aur apna chuchi masal rhi thi . Maine ab usey doggi style me baithaya aur uski. ..” I said rather upbeat. “No talking unless I ask you a question!” “But I...” Slap. She’d quickly darted forward and slapped me around the face. I was in shock slightly. “Do you not understand, you are my slave, I am your mistress, you are not to answer until I ask you a question. Do you understand?” “Yes... mistress.” I was massively turned on, but so completely confused. I wasn’t sure whether to be happy or sad, but my penis knew and was struggling in the tight fabric which was not designed.