“Come on, Kofi, get your black dick over here, I need a fuck,” I said. “You can have a blow-job later, once that thing’s nice and sticky with ...y cunt juice.”Kofi smiled. “Man, you white chicks are so fucking dirty,” he commented, accurately enough in my case. He positioned himself between my spread-eagled legs, took hold of his erect cock, and with one smooth movement pushed it straight into me with a squelch.“Fuck babe, your cunt’s soaking,” he gasped as he pumped his thick black cock in and. Charles looked up when she spoke. His gaze fell on her and he smiled. Connie smiled back. She was wearing Charles' old hoodie. It hung just below the V of her sex. Her long, red hair was pulled up, though ringlets fell on either side of her head. She looked as beautiful as ever."I am," Charles replied with a sigh, looking down towards a pile of papers that he had been reading. "Anna wasn't feeling well tonight, and Jennifer and Katherine have begged off as well. They claimed they were tired." I. It had been some time since he had last driven up and delivered Ellie to him. He felt the lump in his throat at the prospect of having to explain he needed the robot back. He took a deep breath and opened the car door. ‘Want it back?’ ‘There is a fault we have discovered and I need it back to do some more work upon it.’ ‘But it has been functioning perfectly. What sort of fault?’ ‘Well… It’s ehm a software fault we think. The robot can suddenly behave strangely and we cannot predict what it. Well the day seamed to go really well I was enjoying sitting in the sun and had time to wonder around even eyeing up all the sexy women, I even got to put a couple of bets on which won me a few quid. I then saw Mrs Jones with her Husband, they seamed to be arguing as I watched I saw that Mrs Jones was crying and then Mr Jones walked off and left her there. She looked lost and just stood dazed as I got to her I asked, “Are you OK, Mrs Jones?” She spun around and looking at me said, “ Oh.