Like … we could … I’m … okay to … now.”“Are you hard now?” My wife asked.Chris nodded, holding his crotch.“Let me see,” My wife sa...d.Chris undid his pants and pulled his prick out. It was indeed hard.“Well,” My wife said, smirking, “Would you look at that.” She reached and took hold of Chris’ prick.Chris took a clumsy step towards her. He lifted the hem of his t-shirt and watched my wife fondle his prick for several moments.My wife set her beer on the railing and squatted, taking Chris’ prick. " ... what if they haven't?" she asked quietly. "Could-"Simon was shaking his head. "I wouldn't try it." He wouldn't- now. But he had before. Most of them did. "You need to remember- they can read your fucking mind. Unless you don't think about it before you do it, you won't get the chance. And you won't get the chance anyways, 'cause unless he's set 'kill me, ' or something like it, to your top priority, you'll have a 'do not kill' rule in your logic. It's usually the default." So escape is. The car’s dash-mounted blue light splashed its rays across the other cars as they inched out of the way or stopped. Three minutes later she pulled up to a non-descript battered house in a slightly run-down area of the city. Blue and red lights sparkled all over the lawn. Two marked units, a car that could only belong to a detective and an ambulance were pulled into the yard. Pat stiffened as she climbed out of her car and saw the black vehicle marked ‘Medical Examiner’. That meant it was bad.. “You certainly seem pleased to see me like this,” she purrs, stroking his chest. “I only got to feel that for a brief moment yesterday, but this morning I want to see your big dick in all its glory.” With that, she strips Alan’s boxers off so quickly that he barely registers the action.The boy cannot believe it. He is standing absolutely naked in front of his mother. She hasn’t seen him this naked since he was way younger. He looks down—yes, down. Faye has dropped into a crouched position with.