Curly waddled his way forward, his cock nearing Karen's vulnerable pussy with every step. Luckily for Karen, her skirt that she had flipped over her a...s earlier would protect her skin from the dog's sharp nails.She could feel his curly fur rubbing over her back as he moved forward. It felt nice and soft on her skin. But the fact that she knew that his cock was nearing her pussy quickly dissipated that comforting thought."Kae!" Karen yelled. "Do something!"Kaelee reached back and tried to. There were over 300 copies of MPC floating around Boston. Each copy had a twenty-five digit serial hexadecimal number. Presumably that was only the actively running copies, or those that had been online recently – she didn't know how the MPC database would work. She found her own serial number and deleted that from the list.She wrote a little program that said 'Thank you for trying Master PC. Your time has expired.' Then she instructed the Master Master PC computer to delete the MPC copies as. Harder... harder... ram it, damn it!" He begged between getting a mouthful of hot cock-meat.Frank doubled his efforts, feeling Joe's cock slide back and forth in him as he humped harder into Dave's tight arse, sucking on Steve's hot cock as he raised up on his haunches to watch the sandwiched bodies writhing together. Frank's dark skin glistening like beef between two slices of white bread. He grinned at the idea of shooting his hot, white spunk like fresh mayo all over him."I'm gonna cum all. I couldn't wait.Already sweating from the heat, I clutched the paper bags of food tighter to absorb my sweaty palms and hide my nerves. She greeted me with a friendly hug and a kiss on the cheek, conversation was quickly made which did not help. The evening was spent having take-away food together as well as socializing with her family and a bit of gossip. I couldn't get a grasp on my nerves or was it my excitement? She wore a black off-the-shoulder dress with a hint of her light tan shoulder.