Frustration wells up from deep inside, I let it out screaming into the rain. Why does he always have to be like that? It was just a dream. Why is he g...etting jealous? I don’t understand! I love him, isn’t that enough, why isn’t that enough? I scream until my lungs burn until I feel sick to my stomach from trying to breath and choking in the attempt. I collapse on the fire escape in tears.I hate that I love him. I hate that I feel this way. I hate that I always forgive him. “Aimee” a voice says,. I savored the delightful taste and felt well satisfied. I was ecstatic with pleasure from all the sex, and the amount of sperm shot into my willing love holes. I dipped my fingers into my honey box, and pick up some cum and fed it to my eager lips savoring the delightful taste, before repeating the act many times. An attractive, muscular man watched me do this; he was apparently getting turned on. He came to me, embraced me, and kissed me passionately. Our tongues met in a lustful play,. But I was losing the battle and losing control. “Sam… I’m gonna cum.” She wrapped her lips tightly around the head of my cock and started stroking it’s length. Suddenly it exploded and convulsed as my load shot into her mouth. She continued stroking me and sucking on my head, like she was sucking a thick milkshake threw a narrow straw. She took every drop down her throat–sucking it right out of my balls and straight into her stomach. Never wasting a drop. It was a sensational orgasm. At least. "What are you doing?" Julie asked, walking up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist."I'm going to export my intrinsic knowledge database so I can import it into them." I said."What is your intrinsic knowledge database?" she asked."It contains low-level information." he replied. "Like, how to tie my shoes, ride a bicycle, morals and ethics." What about your personality?" That's in another database." he said."So, what will this database do for them?" she asked, turning him around."It.