A small hole. Her pee hole I surmised and then her cunt. Tony was a big lad. Far bigger than his father and he’d obviously stretched her so I had...no trouble licking up inside and scooping out as much of her juice as I could. She was coming ovr and over and I was revelling in the thrill of having this young woman come at my command. I heard her grunt and looked up. Tony was emptying his balls into her mouth and she was right. He did come a lot. It was dribbling out of the corner of her. He is a real estate agent, and with the housing market crashing the last few years, his income wasnt keeping up with his spending and gambling habits. Most of his expenses no doubt going to maintain that hot piece of ass we were about to pay a visit to right now. Freddie rang the doorbell and his wife answered. That sexy blue robe she was wearing barely covered her tits as she pulled it tighter trying to conceal them. Can I help you, she asked as she peeked out of the front door. She had. She softly bit her bottom lip as she ponder the thought of what she was about to do, or shouldn’t do…Rob leaned down a little more to her as he watched the movement of her eyes. They were both thinking the same thing, at apparently the same time. His lips grazed against hers invitingly as he began to kiss her. He didn’t want to force her into something she didn’t want, so his kiss was short, and sweet.Veronica smiled as he pulled his lips from hers, and for once realized, she had finally. And if the output is predictable, the input can be manipulated to deliver any response desired. And do I have desires. Take the barista over there for example. The rakish, pretty redhead, hair tied back in a bun. The one who flashes me a dimply smile when I catch her eye over my mid-morning cappuccino. That's Alina from the Ukraine, studying English part-time at the uni. Father's an independent film-maker, mother's an actress. Neither I've heard of. But despite having the means to pay for my.