."Your dick is begging for a lapdance from that ass, and its wish is granted as Lola struts from the back room, wearing a short, red, halter dress tha... has no back and very little skirt.She walks directly to you, as the hoots and hollars of the other men turn to jeers of jealousy."The lady's chosen!" she announces, grabbing your hand and leading you to the back private room.You see her eyes glittering behind her now jetblack mask. You stare at her ass, following it to the plush 'champagne'. " She then kissed me on the cheek, and whispered in my ear, "So you finally figured it out." She then grabbed my hand, "come on, let's go watch the movie they're playing tonight. We have to start it our self though."I went along with her thinking to myself, "did she really just say that? Well let's put that to the test shall we."We reached the end of the hall where the game room is at, which half of is the movie theater. The theater consisted of a dvd player connected to a projecter pointed at. Tom let himself in with his key and made for the kitchen and its fridgewith urgency, dropping his school-bag in the hallway."OK Google! I'm home," he announced.Google Home - a 'smart speaker' - a doorway to the 'Internet-of-Things'- sat in the kitchen. It was the family maid-of-all-work for fetchingdata.Whereas, once a short while ago, Google Home might have answered,"Sorry, I don't understand."Tom had recently noticed that Google Home would reply in a variety ofways such as,"I'm so glad to. Faster and faster I go, your pussy dripping juices everywhere, your tits bouncing all over the place, your moans echoing off the walls as I thrust into your pussy again and again, and again. Over and over.I stop long enough to flip you on your stomach, grab your arms from behind, and force my cock back into your pussy. As I fuck you doggy style on your desk, I give your ass a good smack. I grab your hair, pulling it a bit, I ask you who’s a dirty little slut, you yell “I AM!” “You am what?” I.