His kiss was rough and passionate as their lips met. Flames licked at her soul, hunger filled her body and mind. The kiss was a burning beacon in the ...ight that blazed even higher as his hands caressed her back and ended cupping her ass tightly. She moaned into his warm mouth, her tongue dueling even more fiercely with his. His hands lifted her higher as the burning love flowed between them. He lowered her slowly. The head of his manhood nudged against her burning opening and slowly squeezed. We groan again.The teacher informs our little pod that there is still time before the classcompletely arrives, so Olivia and her friends decide to continue our"training" for the time being. She takes her bag and pulls out some red nailpolish. She remarks that it was a good choice, considering my fashionchoice."Would you rather go first or paint Trisha's nails first?" She smiles."What? I don't want to actually have to do that!" I say, Trisha and Leslienod in agreement. Olivia hands Leslie the. So I demanded (can you imagine me demanding anything?) that it design a class to teach me how to do that. After all, eventually we may come to a place or time when an AI is not available to do the heavy lifting of getting us home. Or at least that was the logic Marissa used on the AI. I'm considered the least educated, and in some ways that is true, of all the members of Marissa's household.Anyway, since I was so demanding of an education now I have three hours of sleep-trainer sessions a day,. She rubbed me again and again. She said I would love the sexual sensations that a female would give me. “Like What Mom?” I asked. She said she couldn’t show me because of she was my mother. But she could tell me. Mom is one of those people that needs to talk with her hands. She couldn’t show me with out touching me.As leaned over and licked my dicks under side. “We have to forget all about this event away from this house. I can get in a whole bunch of trouble. Do you understand?” You can’t tell.