I’d do it again and again, but none was ever good enough. They adored me and I gave them wreckage. But who was to salvage me? She was playing a joke... there were minuscule hairs on her back, her arms, and the lights reflected off them as effervescent little prisms. No statue was ever this alive. She would move in a minute. He was willing to wait, examining her magnificent curves, her ankles rising to well-proportioned calves, the calves melding to knees which were not gapped, fitting together. ’ ‘Charlie, it’s okay. I like it, now that I know why.’ ‘Well, great.’ We sat there in silence and drank the last of our cappuccino. ‘So whatever happened to her?’ Amy asked softly. ‘Who, the cat?’ Amy nodded and I shrugged. ‘She finally got sick of my sisters dressing her up in doll clothes and took off one day.’ ‘Oh Charlie, I’m so sorry. You must have been devastated.’ ‘Not really,’ a lie – I’d cried for weeks. ‘I knew whose fault it was.’ And, I knew how to get even, but that was a part of. He stood still and let me bob my head up and down on him until his cock was soaked.Without speaking, Mac and Kyle switched places with each other. Mac’s cock filled my mouth, flooding it with the taste of my cunt. I took as much of his shaft as I could into my mouth, but could only get down about halfway. I stroked what was left out with my hand as Kyle positioned himself between my legs. I heard Kyle spit and looked up to see him reaching his hand down to lube up his cock. He then moved the. Lander could only kick her legs and scream at the machine proceed to bruise her asshole. She thought she would never be able to look her students in the eye ever again let alone be able to sit comfortably.The robotic arms let her go admitting defeat. Ms. Lander just stood there shaking and crying while one arm covered her breasts and the other over her plucked pussy. Everywhere she looked she saw students holding out cameras and cell phones recording her every move. She just hung her head down.