I've got a gravpad parked over at a farm about a klick away. It will home in on the signal." Tarra removed a slip of paper from her cap and handed it ...o James."Signal sent. Awaiting gravpad arrival," the computer confirmed."That was quick. The computer didn't wait for you to give it the information." Tarra looked confused."Didn't need to. The Didgeridoo is run by one of the best AI's out there. It's more of a partner for me than strictly a computer. Didgi's got video pickups throughout the ship. Take yours out. I’m touching myself already.”“Give me a minute, Mom. I need to shut down the computer and get on the bed.”I played with myself while I waited. “Did you take it out?” I smiled as I thought about how brazen I had become with John.“Okay, Mom, I have it out.”“Are you stroking it?”“Yes, and you have me hard already. Are you doing it, Mom?”“I sure am. What are you thinking about?” I asked.“I’m thinking about you and those special nights. How we touched and how we helped each other get. We were both in our freshman year of college and had been going out pretty steadily for 2 years. We were at her house while watching a movie (think it was a Disney movie). The parents were asleep downstairs. Two of her friends was also over and asleep in her bedroom. I wanted a massage, so she rubbed my back and shoulders. Then we switched. I liked playing with her shoulder length red hair, so I started to massage her scalp, too. We began to neck (her lips and tongue always tasted good, kind of. Plus, older women knew how to please him: besides wearing nylons (thigh highs, stockings and a garter or pantyhose), they sucked cock better and more willingly, they were nastier in bed and they were grateful for nine inches of hard cock that could reload a few times in a row.A couple of college girls Emmett had dated wore nylons for him, but only Angie actually liked them and this is why she was his current girlfriend... although he still fucked a MILF a week... which Angie did know about.