Tyrone then pulled his cock out and told Susan to lay her white bitch ass down. Susan laid on her back and Tyrone climbed in between her legs. Tyrone ...ulled Susan's legs up in the air so that each one of her feet were touching each side of Tyrone's face. Tyrone started sucking Susan's toes while at the same time rubbing his cock head across her clit. This made Susan's whole body shake at the touch of Tyrone's cock head across her clit.As Tyrone reached down guided the head of his cock into. "I..." Yes," I interrupted. "No good preaching. How do you think I feel?" You feel?" Rebecca asked in surprise and indignation. "You've got an eighteen year old girl pregnant and she has been made homeless for it. She can't have an abortion and if her family are Catholic which they probably are, being Italian and all that, then that wouldn't be possible anyway. She is alone, scared and young. No idea where to turn to and you think we should care what you feel?"I gulped. "But..."Rebecca jabbed. I’m not one of those limited constructs. They cannot touch anything. Therefore, they cannot clean anything.”I nodded, trying desperately to get past my disbelief. “I apologize for my ... you’re a statue.”His eyebrow arched. It was a very human, very life-like gesture. More than anything else, it helped to calm me down. I nodded. “Again, I apologize for my response. I wasn’t expecting to speak to...” and I waved at him.“A talking statue?” he asked and I nodded. “No need to apologize, sir. I am. Marc: “Are you ok?” Emma: “Not really, I was expecting to spend the night with you, and the only thing that a found tonight was a smoker and two unknown guys in our living room”. Marc:” I am sorry about it… I promise I will not smoke again. And I will ask the guy to leave. What do you want to eat tonight? I am making diner and making you a nice massage after. Is that ok for you?” Emma: “Yes… But we will talk again about this smoking habit later”. Marc:”Ok. I love you”. He left the room, I was a.