' I ignored him. He called out to me again 'Chocolate bar girl, come here real quick.' ‘Fuck! Thanks for making miss my bus. Now i gotta walk.’ �...I’m sorry’. the man said. ‘Look if you help me out i can give you a ride home.’ Feelin unsure i took a risk and said ‘Yeah.... okay, sure.’ ‘Cool, cool.Now what wanted you to do was stand right here on the wall facing me.’ the man said. ‘Umm... alright. Now what?’ ‘Now im going to show you what i wanted to do to you in the shop after you gave Ron that. ”As soon as I slipped inside of her, her pussy locked down on my tool. She loosened the grip after a few seconds, allowing for a deeper penetration. My testicles slapped against her buttocks as I worked my cock in and out of her warm and very moist little love box. She let out a grunt with each of my pushes. Her hands gripped the sides of the table.“Give it to me,” she cried out between guttural grunts.I open-palm slapped her ass and she suddenly, without any warning, she cut loose with a flood. Her ass was perfect. I had never been as close to a naked woman other than my wife. She said her name was Kelly. His name was Paul. He was thin and of average height. You wouldn't notice him on the street except that he was naked and Kelly was leading him forward with her hand wrapped around his erect ten inch cock. Anna and I stood there frozen with shock and surprise, not even attempting to cover up. "I guess we all had the same idea," Kelly said, after introducing her self. I mumbled. “What the hell?” she questioned hoarsely. “Siri?”“How may I help, Rebecca?”Rebecca laughed harshly. “My room... ?”Siri responded: “Numerous selfies and other photographs exist on your cell phone. Using them, Procurement produced a replica of your house, assuming it would decrease your anxiety level. Procurement couldn’t be certain that all photos were, in fact, taken inside your house, but I can fix anomalies and recreate missing portions from direct-thought commands. Or non-invasive memory.