"Well, what?" I asked. We had stopped at a local coffee shop. "Who is going to be the first to take those puppies for a ride?" she smiled staring down...at my cleavage. I had a few ideas. There was the delivery man, one of the men at the gym, and part of me wanted to go back to that bar and find that asshole and rub it in his face. "No," Caroline said as she stared across the street. "I picked this place for a reason," she pointed at the swimsuit store across the street. A smile crept across my. "Christian." I stroked his face and watched him stir groggily."Who hit me?" he asked, managing a weak smile and I kissed at the corner of his mouth.We were in my chambers and I'd redone it in a classical Grecian style just for us. There were marble pillars and braziers of cast bronze, burning around us. A fountain and the pool I'd bathed in earlier with Eva. Much of it was an illusion, holograms created by the computers, but some of it was real. The bed we were laying upon was real enough and. We returned our home. But the devil in me was not allowing me to forget my MIL. I started imaging her in those red bras and panty and started fantasizing and masturbated like there is no tomorrow.After few days, while I was making love to my wife, I asked how was ur mom moaning, she asked me, do you want to hear how ur mother in law moans ?( me attaya voice vinalani undali)…I said yes dear…she started making those noises for me, which was making me wild and my wife was enjoying it too. My urge. ”Steve and Naomi were in Berlin at the time Gwen was addressing Congress. They had spent several hours earlier that afternoon trying to convince Chancellor Braun to agree to step down Germany’s military placements. Thus far, she remained unconvinced. That evening Naomi, Steve, Hans, Claude, and James sat in amazement as they watched Gwen express her disgust for Congress.“My God! Gwen really did a number on them,” observed Naomi as the broadcast ended. “How will this affect our chances of.