They were stretched about as tightly as they could stretch without tearing the soft, tender cunt flesh. They squeezed his prick in a hot, tight, slipp...ry vise grip that was nothing short of fantastic. Able to remain motionless no longer, John carefully slid his prick back a few inches. The girls cunt pulled his prick, milking it with its soft wetness. Then, firmly, he pumped his cock deep. He groaned as the slippery sleeve of his daughters pussy opened and slid tightly down the length of his. Strange isn't it - all these damn machines go spontaneously wrong - still, mustn't grumble, if it wasn't for the computer equivalent of virgin birth we would all be out of a job.Hey! but that's not what I was going to tell you about. You see we have the reputation of being geeks or nerds, or whatever with the sexual charisma of a passing warthog - well just remember - Fred warthog might just be loved by Michelle warthog - so there.So I was in the office, server down, changing some of its. " He commented.The ship began to move away from the dock and out to sea. I watched the city become farther and father away as the picture of the sun setting in the west looked magical. My black sex god came back to me and picked up my things and I thought he would show me to my room now. That all changed once he tossed some of my luggage over the edge."You won't be needed that junk anymore, you have all you will ever want now" He said as he pulled out his cock."Now, get naked and let me see. Simmonds again.Yesterday, on Monday, dad took me and Sarah to call for Rachel and Al. We dropped them at their school and then Rachel and I were dropped off at mine – what had formerly been ours.A lot of the kids were really nice and asked Rachel why she was here and she told them about the earthquake and the big waves. But when we got to my classroom, Mr. Simmonds asked what she was doing there. I said that she was my guest."She can't be a guest, she's a former student!" he said."Well, then.