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I felt hot wet fluid running down the back of my legs and didn’t know if it was mine or Judith’s nor did I care. I screamed into Sam’s pussy. I ...eard Judith start to keen then and her thrusts became furious as she brought herself to a similar conclusion. Peace reined for a few moments. “Oh, Sam, that was quite amazing.’ Sam agreed and I heard and felt them kissing again. ‘She didn’t wait, did she?’ ‘She can be wilful. She was warned.’ The feeldoe slithered slowly out of me and Sam squatted to. " He smoothed a wet piece of hair off her face."I had to. Why did Dad send you after me? I could've resisted anyone but you. I suppose you're going to take me back." No, Jagati. We're not going back to Nepal. I'm going to protect you. I've no other purpose. It's what I am programmed to do."If he's expecting me to be touched he's in for a rude awakening."You know, I'm getting a bit tired of hearing about your duty, Bas. I know you're a computer program. I don't need a constant reminder of it.". “And now … NOW, you come over to our side to gloat? To rub it in our faces?” She tightened her grip on my shirt even more. “Maybe we should rub something in your face!” she snorted.“No ...” I pleaded. “No … I was ...” I almost couldn’t speak. “ ... looking for my cousin’s car.”“On our side? You fucking liar! It’s our street. Your kind don’t belong on it and they all know it.” She studied my face. Hers became tighter. “You came here to gloat. AD-fucking-MIT IT!” she demanded.I. I suppose somewhere in this world, there’s an airport. A hollow, shelled husk of what I’d refer to as an airport. Maybe my friends still exist in some way. Maybe they exist beyond the weakening memories. Do they remember me? Am I just a weak, rough memory for their minds to ponder over, as well? Am I just a wilted, discarded husk in a long since abandoned airport? Sometimes I worry that I’ll never fly again. Sometimes I worry that the clouds will always waltz so high above me, their only.
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