I've never worn this outfit for him before, so as soon as he came home he told me he had to fuck me."So, I figured you would just love to listen to wh...t a real man sounds like when he's fucking me, especially since that tiny metal cage is keeping you from having any pleasure or erections at all. But, just to be on the safe side," she had said, pulling out a pair of police grade handcuffs."Now, kiss my shoes before we start this thing," she said, putting her hands on her hips.If my cock hadn't. That's why I'm trying to prepare you, no matter how stupid it sounds.Which is my way of warning you that it still gets worse.The advantages of a superintelligence are not only that they can out-think us and stay one step ahead of us--but also that they can develop systems and technologies that are literally beyond our comprehension. I'm running out of time here, so I'll try to make this quick: they've even devised a way to turn our own belongings against us. No--not just machines--even things. Now she sat on her seat properly and turned her face towards windows on shy. Even though I sucked her leg fingers, I also dint have courage to do anything at all. I just sat very close to her and both our shoulders were touching each others. I took her right hand on my left hand and started to rub.In the mean time, bus was stopped for dinner. So they switched on lights. Then only we both saw each other properly and got introduced. Her name was Kritika (name changed) and working in software. "And you think you can take that, and then leave it after Friday?" Yes, I do," I said. "We're already adulterers, aren't we, technically? — twice. I think it's kind of exciting. Why don't we just be slightly more naughty about it?" I grinned, perhaps a bit too immaturely."I know we are. You don't need to remind me," she said a little frostily. She looked contemplative for a moment. "Relax: I'm not saying no."She wasn't saying no. "So, if you're not saying 'no', you must saying yes," I ventured.