The choices ranged from the finest five-star dining to full automated Vend-Matics dispensing snack food.He didn’t feel like fancy dining but neither...did he want a printed burger or something like that, so he settled for Arthur’s on D-Deck promenade.Just as he settled into a booth and swiped the menu field active, a human man in a gray business suit simply took a seat across from Sam. The black-skinned former marine kept looking over the menu without apparent alarm and said. “You know, I’ve. ” I didn’t remember how many times Adam himself had taken off my clothes, but today things were different between us. I went into the washroom, took off my clothes and threw them out in the bedroom. Adam picked up my clothes and left. I took a quick shower and put on the bathrobe. I headed to the living room to find Adam. He was sitting in a couch in the living room, watching news on the TV. A beautiful reporter was reading a report about the bad weather. I didn’t worry about it because now I. I checked out my genitalia by rubbing it. It felt sore. No, that definitely wasn't how the genitalia is supposed to feel if you haven't had sex for days. Meanwhile, my mother had also checked out her own reproductive area. From her expression, i could tell she also felt sore down there. What came as a final blow to our attempts not to lose it was a wet patch we noticed between us. We looked at each other, breathing heavily like hell. Silence. Nobody dared talking. -''Mommy...'' i finally. . you.. you fucking bitch!"He tries to escape but cannot release himself. Isabelle comes close and frees his cock from his pants. She then steps away.James speaks, "I was just going to kill you. However, Isabelle, being the treasure that she is, has a more interesting proposal. She thinks her and I should fuck in front of you, rile you up to the point of release, and then castrate you so you can never reproduce yourself."Sean's eyes are wide in shock. "Please, do not harm me! Let me go, I will.