”“It would be more accurate to say that the Reset Manifesto was released on the day you were born,” Rebecca said.“I have always wondered about... the timing on the release. We had been waiting for it to be released for almost two months. Of course, I was wandering around Europe at the time so I wasn’t all that concerned about the timing.”“I was in Greece at the time. I went out to eat dinner and the place was quiet as a church. Everyone was huddled over their cell phones reading it.”“You should. The belt of his robe began to loosen by itself and he knew what he wanted her to do.Touch me, my dear George.His hands were her hands; his lust was her lust; they rode a crest together, rising as strong pectorals and hills, well swollen, were combined into standing waves.His hands lifted from his sides, hands with calluses and masculine strength, strength pulled to her nipples that were as sensitive as the cap of his penis. Whether he rubbed her or himself, it felt the same, was the same. He. I slipped my hand into the gown and cupped the breast that had peeped at me. I gently rubbed my thumb over her nipple. It was a hard little nub amongst the soft silkiness of her skin. Crystal gasped into my mouth making me kiss her harder. I then pinched her nipple gently, and she shuddered softly under my hands.I dropped to my knees and pushed the gown open. “Bloody hell Crystal, you have gorgeous tits,” I got out and latched onto one of them as my hands held them up to my inspection. I licked. I didn’t mean to, but I could tell the blow her as her face turned in pain. In a stunned moment she didn’t move, and I pushed her, pressing her against the good of her sleek black corvette.“But I’m going to make sure you appreciate me from now on.”She started to yell in protest, but I brought my hand around to quite her. Undoing my pants, I dragged up her tight golden gown, greeted by white lace I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my open palm. “You don’t even know how good.