"More than anything, why do you think I kept coming to you again and again?" I replied. His hands roved over my back, finally resting on my denim cove...ed butt. He caressed the buns softly, but grew more and more insistent. His hands kneaded my ass like putty. I ran my hands through the rough, curly black woolen hair. Our lips met again, and Mr Laurence moaned.I moved a bit away, undid his belt, and let the pants, which had now lost any semblance of a crease, fall around his ankles. He was. He watched as the holographic image ofthe African goddess that Marshall had worked up hover over hisunconscious face. Beside him the clock counter began to spin up as thecomputer estimated total time until completion.Dmitri chose a mid-range conversion period from the options that theprogram offered. She would be ready for him in just over seven weeksfrom now. He was in no real hurry now that he had all of his wenchessafely in their tubes and his own plans for them about to beimplemented. He. The one that I will always remember is MsPaddySpurs, she was about 56, 5 Foot 4 in Black Nylons, 124 pounds, reddish brown hair, pouty Red Lips, hour-glass figure and 36DD breasts which were always cradled in a sexy Bra. The reason I remember her is that when I came around to collect she was always wearing Black Nylons, a Tight Skirt or Dress, Tight Sweaters or Blouses, MsPaddySpurs Red Lipstick and Spike 5 Inch High Heels. She was always very friendly and would ask me in while she sauntered. ”I looked at Dave, then back at Pat, “Definitely, you look fantastic.”Dave’s thrusts became slower now, but more forceful; Pat changed position and wrapped her legs around his waist.“Fuck, I’m cumming again, cum with me Dave, I want you to cum with me, inside me.”“I’m almost there, I can’t last much longer,” Dave saidTwo more pushes and they both tensed at the same time.“I can feel his cum shooting into me,, ” Pat said to me “And now I’m cumming tooooo, oh fuck.”When both their bodies relaxed,.