He carefully scanned all of the other desktop icons, seeing nothing else that he hadn’t seen before. To his surprise, the firewall protection system...was still active as the mysterious owner had apparently set up an account to pay for it in perpetuity.He double-clicked on the MPC icon.Welcome to Master PC 2.0, appeared on the screen. You Are the Master’s Representative.No turning back now, he’d convinced himself. Clicking again, the hard drive was clearly working hard as a few moments passed.. I reach her sparkling eyes, her dark hair falling delicately around her face and she smiles at me, delighted, “This is perfect, Ross.”“Anything for you, baby,” I reply, as the waiter returns, handing us menus.“Can I get you anything to drink?” He asks.“I’ll have a Heineken.”“Could I have a strawberry lemonade, please?” Sarah purrs, her English accent evident. The waiter nods as he writes down our order. “I wish I could drink,” She giggles to me as he dismisses himself.A colourful array of fish. Her breasts were nearly spilling out of her top. Her nipples were poking the thin material. I began to think Ramone wanted to ravish my wife right in front of me.I caught the faint scent of my wife's excitement mixed with her perfume. I knew she got horny when she danced so I looked forward to having sex with her later.Ramone's eyes were fixated on her and seemed to be in a hypnotized state.My heart sank to my stomach.My wife was lifted up by his powerful arms. She wrapped her legs around his. I ripped my head back from Rosario and howled in mindless rapture.“Cum in her, Samantha!” Rosario groaned. “Do it!”“Yes!” Samantha groaned.Futa-cum fired into my twat. Hot spurts of jizz. I gasped, trembling and shuddering as the bliss shot through me. My head swayed from side to side. Stars burst across my vision. I whimpered and moaned. My breasts heaved. The pleasure was incredible.I savored it. My asshole drank in the buzzing rapture of the vibrator. My pussy convulsed and spasmed, milking.