This Synth needs a few lessons in rubbing a girl’s clit properly – perhaps he’s better with his tongue. Love You. Phone tomorrow and I’ll give...you all the juicy details”.BJ’s RobertaMeanwhile at BJ’s house, she was reading the instruction manual for her brand new female Synth companion Roberta. The designer seemed to have overlooked teaching them how to deal with a young black horny lesbian, who just wanted to inspect the inside of her Synth’s underwear: “Go on – strip for me. I’ve seen girls. My head turned to look down the short hallway to see Dave in his chair, and I looked directly at him as I fucked his wife. I’m sure he must have looked at us because the bed frame had a slight squeak that could be heard with every fucking thrust. I bent my right leg slightly, changing my angle of attack, and we continued locked in a sensual lover’s embrace.“Have you ever been fucked up your ass?” I wondered.“No.”“Dave hasn’t experienced your great looking ass, then you ass will me mine,” I. She had been talking to young women online and though she knew she was too shy to ever meet them she loved the thoughts of licking their fresh tight pussys. All of a sudden Barbara almost jumped out of her skin. It was just the postman delivering letters but she got such a fright she put the phone down and went back to hoovering. As she half filled the washing machine with her dirty clothes she checked Johnnys was basket to see if he needed any washing done. She noticed Johnnys laptop on his. ”Agnes intoned. “All fathers should teach their daughters how to protect themselves.” A couple of the girls in the crowd listening giggled at that.The campus police came and collected both guys taking them away in handcuffs. They got statements from the three of us though Melody was slow to talk. Agnes questioned her to get all the information out including that she thought nothing would stop Mike because his father was the police chief back in their hometown. They weren’t happy about that.