I started to move them forwards and backwards along the seam of her jeans. Still no reaction. I started to press harder against her crack where her cu...t should be. I applied pressure in a rhythmic action, pressing quite hard at times. I kept this up for about 15 minutes until the crush eventually gave way and we all fell out onto the street outside, me hiding the bulge in my trousers with my coat. The last I saw of the girl was as she climbed alone into a taxi.As soon as I could, I raised my. Their technology, at its peak, had been stunning. Humans, being the thinkerers that they are, managed to reverse-engineer a lot of their technology. One results, in particular, had an enormous impact - the technology to digitize a consciousness. Soon, all humans were upgraded with a "stack" at the base of their neck - an amazing quantum computer that became the new seat of an individuals consciousness. No longer where they bound to their bodies - a stack could be surgically removed and. With a soft moan, I arched like a cat. In the end he could not stand it, took out his fingers and approached the penis. He touched the scallop head. I felt it. In one violent motion he entered me half the length of the member. I bent even more. with the second move he has already entered the full depth. "God, but she's hot," he panted.He began to move me by stepping inside me and sliding rhythmically. I began to writhe under him as if I wanted to free myself. But others held my legs, hands,. ” She kissed me on the lips and headed for her car. I watch disappointed as she drove away. I cleared up and went to bed. As I lay in bed I replayed the evening, wondering what I had done to upset Rachel which made her leave so suddenly. Sunday morning arrived; the sun was shining so I went to sit in the garden with a mug of coffee. It was about 10am when my phone rang. Rachel’s name appeared on the screen. I took a deep breath and answered it with a cheery ‘hello’. Rachel started to speak.