It was the British UK female voice, sounding so sexy.“Hi,” I replied.“What is your name?”“Sarah,” I responded.“Ok. Your name is Sarah, i... that right? Please respond yes or no.”“Yes,” I announced loudly.“Okay. Hello Sarah. Welcome to Alexa. You can start by installing and changing settings on the Amazon Alexa app on the Iphone or Android.”Yes,” I replied.“To begin teaching me, go to your profile where you can personalize settings, tell me your name and your location.”“I told you,” I argued.“I’m. My mother had been a professional dancer and I had inherited her legs and I knew they looked good in stockings and high-heels, my sex throbbed between them.‘Come here!’ I ordered pointing to the spot in front of me; he shuffled over still with his trousers and pants around his ankles. ‘Down on your knees, Jack.’ He obeyed instantly. ‘Now take down my panties.’ Jack’s fingers fumbled around the waistband then drew them down over my stocking tops letting them swish down my nylons to my feet. His. Jessie was rocking back and forth and with each thrust the dildo felt like it would go in a bit more until I felt it break thru and slid in. Slowly she started pumping my as with it and she began to increase the pass. Soon she was fucking my ass hard and I was telling her how good it felt. The door bell rang and I was wondering who could be at the door at 2 am. With me in a nighty Jessie told me she would check. A few minutes later she walked back into the bedroom with the clerk from the book. Phone call to Mr. Jester, texts to Mr. Bill, Mr. Dave, and their girls. Gotta smile -- Deena and Haley -- they think they’re being all “innocent”, but we already have it figured out. Poor Bill -- I wonder how he survives? And to Sandy I text: “Make sure Dan 3.0 and Nina are there.”“Of course. Crawfish boil, remember?” Nothing draws Cajuns together faster in the spring than boiled crawfish.And now, to the campus book-store: I need ten Auburn T-shirts: six in women’s large, four in men’s.