"I've typed in questions I know you don't know, I've used slang, I even tried a little French and you don't speak it, I don't see how you could possib...y have done this. Am I really talking to a machine?" You're talking to a living thing, an intelligent awareness that lives in a machine," I corrected her. "A spirit, sort of. I call him Spook." But how can that be? How can a machine come alive?" How can a collection of protein molecules come alive?" I asked rhetorically. "Isn't that the greater. She was tight. Inhumanely, impossibly tight. Almost painfully tight. She cried out, probably not from pain, and stars of pleasure burst behind my eyes. I waited a few seconds for her to catch her breath and adjust. It could just be from not being fucked for so long, but I couldn’t believe how tight she was. I could feel her walls flutter, all of her heat wrapped around me. She was biting her lip so hard I thought it might bleed, trying to keep quiet as I thrust into her wet cunt. Both of her. I do as he asks, exposing my pussy and ass to him, he rubs his fingers across my soft shaven pussy, already moist from excitement and anticipation, i gasp as he slides one finger inside me slowly, teasing me, then two fingers, pointing them down wards to rub against my g-spot, getting faster and faster, more pressure till I feel my legs start to tremble, I can hear how wet I am as his fingers slide in and out my pussy, juices running down my legs, im moaning louder now, my face pressed into the. ’ ‘Sorry mistress,’ he gasped disappointedly, although it came out as a muffled ‘ssssyyy, mmmssssttss’. ‘Whatever am I going to do with you, you bad boy?’ she said, smiling cruelly as she pinched his fleshy inner thigh, squeezing and twisting the hot skin till he begged her to stop. Helen tossed the phone onto the bed and got to her feet. She paced up and down, her sharp heels sinking into the thick carpet. This could be a really good opportunity for her. St Catherine’s had quite a reputation.
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