“Can I get you anything else before I bring your meal?” she asked.“No, thank you,” I replied.She smiled again and walked away.“She’ll ask ...f you’re from Denver next.”“Why doesn’t she think we’re married?” I asked. “I’m wearing a ring, you’re wearing a pair of rings, and we’re the right ages. And it’s not like there’s a huge family resemblance. Ashley looks a lot like you, but I sure don’t!”“You tell me! You’re the expert at picking up random chicks and charming them out of their panties!”“The. Deeper and deeper she pushed. Asecond latex finger soon followed as the Mistress?s bare hand moved to my cock.She stroked my cock up and down very gently as she two gloved fingers slowlyand rhythmically stimulated my prostate inside my greased anus. ?ohhh, mmmm, ahhhh,?Mistress whispered in her sultry tone simulating the sounds of sex as shecontinued to stroke my prostate and move her left hand up and down my hardshaft keeping with the rhythm of her right. Every so often, she would move herleft. The one, who carried her sensor crystal, had a quick mind, and a sharp eye. She appeared to be one who would stand with her friends and back them to the wall. One who would act like a crutch if her loved one were hurt. The AI could feel the love she radiated for the one named Ken, and would be like a right hand for him. The sister showed some promise, but needed the support of a loved one. She would need to have her confidence boosted by whomever would become her husband. Ted showed that love. She felt as though her body was being torn down the middle, that the fiery cock had gone all the way up past her breasts and was about to come out of her throat.The heavily breathing man's lips curled into a lascivious grin as he saw her face cloud with the pain of his first cruel lunge into her. Glancing down between their joined bodies, he could see his greying pubic hairs tangled lewdly with her golden blonde ones, the gleaming base of his tremendous cock buried to the hilt between the.