”Another pitiful wail comes from the bitch, I glance over to her, I didn’t intend to, an involuntary action, a reflex. I look for less than a seco...d, she is standing alone, crying. Her hands have dropped uselessly to her sides; she looks weak, helpless and beaten, staring at me, her eyes pleading, probably for understanding, perhaps sympathy, something, anything, to comfort her. Well fuck her, she caused this, she can deal with it.I drain my glass and head up to go and change, I don’t get far. ‘Nembor, may I run through my primary design criteria so that you can verify that my deductions are indeed your intent?’ Sam telepathically asked Nembor. A weak smile crossed Nembor’s lips, it had taken a lifetime to get to this point and now that it was here, he felt that his time as that of all Atlantean’s was coming to a rapid end. ‘Yes Sam, please verify your PDC and your deductions about them.’ Nembor replied, sitting down at his workstation. Goal one: Ensure that the Atlantean knowledge. Denise squirmed her crotch into his face, twisting in frenzy, holding her legs up and back. She watched him, her eyes glassy with desire, her mouth opened as she gurgled. The wet slurping he made as his tongue licked up and down the slit of her cunt was music to her ears. She rocked her ass up and down, writhing against his face, twisting her ass from side to side."Qooh, that's good, baby!" Denise growled. "Lick my cunt! Ohhh, Robert, you lick me so beautifully! Suck mother's hot cunt... fuck. When he was around Anna, she often would observe Anna's eyes following him around.Yes, she told herself, Jimmy was like a brother to her and he would protect her.Now that the money problem had been solved, she began to worry about the fact that her son had just turned eighteen and he had never went out on a date. She knew that it was not his fault, he was a nice looking lad but with all the hard times these days, young peoples had practically neither the time neither the opportunities to get.