Jack begged her to bring the costume home and role play for him. He wanted to explore human sexuality with a cold emotionless robot, an intelligent ye...t naive participant in her own awakening. A pleasure machine. She was game. The sex was really good and they moved around the house from room to room with Jack bending her over the kitchen counter or in the shower. Once they even had sex on their balcony outside. Jack was excited at the thought of being seen. He was constantly praising her naked. ? Ahmed Ibrahim wasthere waiting for the Medium, so they could go over their plans toretrieve the Perfessor from limbo. Security was busy too, setting up thegym for Cecilia's, the giant girl's, tryout. She and her father had takentemporary residence at the HQ, to avoid the commotion they'd cause at anyhotel.Nancy Miller, however, was not there. She was in Washington for a fewdays attending meetings and taking care of some long-neglected red tape.Technically, her job was to act as the. Fern still occasionally accompanied the three of them in the passionate Sapphic lovemaking that Glade had an appetite for, but she also shared her body with Tree Shrew and steadily more often with Mahogany. He was a swarthy brown-skinned man from a tribe who’d originally lived in a range of hills at edge of the savannah as far from the Knights’ village as Glade’s forest. Fern was rather more often to be found in his hut than with the other Forest People, although there was obvious friction. Her ass tasted different from her pussy juice, but it wasn’t a bad taste at all. I could feel my cock rise up, ready for action, when she whispered that I should fuck her there. “In the ass?” I questioned. It never occurred to me that it could be done. But she made it sound like a reasonable request, and soon I was kneeling behind her, trying to penetrate her virgin asshole. I fumbled around, frustrated. She suggested I try fingering her first, and told me to look in the medicine cabinet.