I wanted him to watch me shoot my load on my chest. I wanted to lock eyes with him and feel his warm cum rain down upon me. I wanted him to grab one o... his dirty towels and use it to wipe me off. I wanted him to pull his boxers up over his now-softening cock and climb back into bed. I wanted him to give me the kind of smile that meant ‘let’s do this again’ before we both drifted off to sl**p. On several mornings, I would get up, only to realize that part of me had already risen. Brandon was. With that done I felt myself using the place in my head to scan ever hundredth of a millimeter of Paula’s body. I don’t know how long the scan took, but in my head, I saw every bit of damage from her broken bones all the way down to the blood cells from the burst capillaries under her small toe. The man in the machine also had this data.“David we must begin the work to reattach her skull to her spine, so we can reconnect her brain to her spinal cord. I have enormous amounts of details regarding. I had a ton of cleavage, the material couldn’t cover my entire nipple. Mom was in this leather pant suit and heals. It was amazing. It started below her knees and stuck to her body like it was glued on. I was shocked to see the leather cutout around her pussy. It was supper sexy seeing her trimmed pussy out like that. The material continued hugging her body except around her breasts. Her saggy breasts were on full display, hanging low and heavy. The material came back together all the way up to. . here it is.It all started my sophomore year when I noticed that one of the machines which we were studying in my robotics course might have a different use than what it was originally designed for. The machine was supposed to “hand roll” taffy into a long tube that would be cut up and wrapped for sale. It was one of a couple hundred industrial machines which were used in the robotics labs here at South Harbor. The devices had been contributed by various local industries because they were.