The new slutty Olivia should just go over there and fuck him because that old hag of a wife he had certainly wouldn't be getting it done for him.Olivi... thought about what sex with an old man like that would be like, and remembered Carl's thing about the "ages". Oh yeah, Carl's age list, I totally forgot to ask any of the guys how old they were. I could have wiped half the ages off that list with as many guys as I fucked yesterday! Olivia had maybe three entries on that list. Not that it really. I left the building and sat at a nearby picnic table to plot my escape. It was still early, and I had all day to plan. Reliving the entire episode over and over in my mind made me realize how fucked I really was! My embarrassment came back ten-fold thinking about Barb telling my parents what a dildo sucking, panty jacking pervert their son is. I’m sure I’ll be disowned and sent away.The funny thing is the more I replayed the event in my head, the harder my cock became! ' am one fucked up guy!'. Dragging a single finger down the cleft of her behind, he felt her flinch. Curving the corner of her lips into a smile, he ran it up and down her gaped wet sex.In a mess of hot sweat, fevered breathing, and her sex smeared with climactic juices, he demanded entrance to her most taboo place.He demanded that she tell him to do it and with an airy gasp of pleading words, she did. With a jolt, he pressed his slippery index finger into her. The unrelenting heat and its muscular tightness surprised. He groaned and grew, swelling between her lips."Time to do my ass, stud," she said at last, taking her mouth off his cock but holding it tight with one hand, pressing her thumb against the underside near the base. She made a mental note to buy him a cock ring."Sam's bimbo's ass needs fucking!" she declared.Sam roared, half mad with lust. He got to his knees, grabbed hold of her hips and reamed out her ass without any preamble. A normal woman would have been injured, but the BimboTech-enhanced.