“And we’ve come far. But it can't go on. You were a project and I no longer have a use for you.”His final declaration crushed me. I started to w...eep. What a pathetic sight — dressed like a cheap whore, makeup smeared over my face, crying at the feet of my older lover as I pawed at his cock, hoping he might change his mind.He didn't and I left his house in a disastrous state, driving home as quickly as I could and then crying in my bed until I slept.I woke the next morning, feeling as distraught. I slowly withdrew leaving just the head inside her before pressing back into her. I began moving in and out of her, slowly at first, but as she got used to my size, with increasing speed.Honey moaned and reached up to pinch and pull on her nipples as I plowed her pussy. I could tell that I was making her feel things she hadn't felt in a long time, if at all. She tossed her head back and forth, her blonde hair flipping around, She squeezed her tits so hard I was worried she would hurt herself. I. He had a taste for flat-chested tomboys, but he was more likely to meet that type of woman at bars.Dave yawned and stretched his legs, then finished the remnants of his burger. Nobody ate burgers, as imitations were cheap and perfect. Most of it was processed algae, and a bit of it was flavour. The ship pushed through empty space, straddling the asteroid belt by a hundred kilometres, he unbuckled himself and got out of his seat. He lumbered back into the cabin and nudged the sleeping figure. I certainly hope that your father is in the mood to give me a good poking when we get home." But he's my brother." So? When I was your age, your uncle Mike massaged my breasts for me. When I complained to your grandmother that he was always getting a hard-on, she told me that I was the cause of it and that it wasn't nice to be a cock-tease. She said, 'If I made it hard, it was my duty to make it soft, brother or not.' He was helping me so I should help him. I asked her how and she said that I.