Her hands, knees, and tits became grass-stained as he continued to work her like a miner, he was tapping into a rich vein of girl-cum deep inside her,...drilling deep to liberate each drop, the orgasms she was writhing through merely a consequence of his superiority She had cum somewhere over a hundred times easily I think, by the time he flipped her ass over head onto her back, sprawling on the grass. Oluth’s balls visibly throbbed and he wrapped his huge hands behind his head, aiming his. ” At that word I was flipped on to my stomach, my legs barely touching the grass beneath the table, my panties were pulled down to my knees, and my skirt lifted up exposing my ass for all to see. “That’s what I’m talking about.” exclaimed Corey giving my right ass cheek a slap. Jerry held one arm, Steve the other, while Dave disappeared from the head of the table. He was the designated look-out taking stance at the path opening. Corey started with his middle finger running it along the length. Of course, it wasn’t just the sex that helped her. Jen, the others, even Jacob, talking to them helped. But she’d be lying if she didn’t say sex from someone she loved went a long way.But she wasn’t going to sleep with some random dude, and Sándor was still kinda in that random dude territory. Still, seeing him get drunk and talk about his dead family? Maybe she shouldn’t think of him as ‘some guy’ anymore. Dude was smoking hot. Dreamy blue eyes in a steel gaze, dark gruff, the buzzed dark. While all this information may be technical, I am in fact, considered a person rather than a device. My personality is an imprint based on a real human. The human brain works through a series of electrochemical reactions, and these are in many ways similar to the way that the latest software interacts with today’s processors. My thought patterns are a direct reflection of the imprintment I received, not from a series of prewritten programming. I am capable of independent thought and creativity..