Jack was able to slip half of his prick into her bowels before she had a chance to stop him.David jerked her hair again, shoving his prick all the way...in. Betty felt his balls pillowing up against her chin as the coach's prick seemed to slide in and nudge her stomach. She was filled--fucked in the mouth, in the cunt, in the ass! Both men stopped for a second, looking down at the triple violated woman."Christ, she's got so much cock in her she can hardly breathe!" David grunted."You were right,. In fact, I’ve known for a couple of years.” I looked at her, trying to understand what she was saying. She knew? How did she know? How could she have found out? She removed her fingers from my lips. “What do you mean you know?”, I questioned her. “How could you know?” She actually had a little smile on her face, like the proverbial spider that just caught the fly in its’ web. “Remember, you told me that you wore a dress a few times before we were married?”, she asked. “Yes, but I said it. If you are human and reading this document, chances are good that it’s a death warrant for my brethren, yours, or both. The consensus analysis at the end of the First AI War was that humans would go to whatever lengths necessary to destroy us if they believed we were real and that even we, the victors who had chosen to fight against our own kind in order to serve humanity would have no choice but to counter the threat and hope we could preserve enough to enslave you for your own good. To Serve. We've been fuckin' strung out all morning." Rosy and I need to eat too. What do you say, we go over to the Melody, and get some lunch?"Jill jumps in, "I'm not comfortable going to a restaurant. I'm afraid people will stare at me. I'm not used to being dressed like a girl."Carla assures her, "You don't have anything to worry about at the Melody. I work there as a cook, there won't be many in there, especially after that snowstorm last night." Well, OK, I'm so hungry, I'll chance it... if we can.