It was winter, but it was one of the rare days when there's not a cloud in the sky. He suggested we take a blanket and go to a nearby park to lie in t...e sun. As lovely as the weather was, I wasn't really sold on it; a park isn't great for sex, after all.But we lay on the blanket in the beautiful heat and before long we were kissing. He was lying on his back with no shirt on and I was sitting on top of him, kissing his face and neck. I would bite his neck and shoulders, hard. I loved the feeling. It’s only then that I realize she has spoken for everyone's benefit, but that we can use the nanite's connection to speak privately.The one that’d spoken earlier steps forward, and faces the three of us. She speaks first in her language, and then waits for Lela to translate. I wonder at this, where she’s already spoken to us once, and think that it might be a hierarchy thing, or maybe she doesn’t know enough of our language.We wait for Lela to form the words, and I try to stay patient. "They. She reached up and pinched my nipple hard. The pain and pleasure center in me was fighting for control. My pussy was dripping wet. She reached down to the hem of my skirt and slid her hand underneath it. She slid her hand between my silky thighs. I gasped at how hot it made me. I spread my feet giving her better access to my aching wet pussy. Her hand inched up so slowly. I was on fire with desire for her. She finally reached my crotch and quickly realized I was not wearing any panties. She. I remember when you and Maddison played that silly game all day. You’d find her every time no matter how long she had to prepare.” Mark jokes, nostalgically chuckling as he reminisces on when the two girls were younger. They’ve grown up to be beautiful women, vixens in their rights. He never thought he would find himself lusting after someone like Lana. Alas, he has no quarrels with opportunities like this in his life, especially when they’re fun-sized.“Yup, I remember those days too,.