Nnmm ki siskare nikalne lage fir maine thoda usko kamar se pakad kar upar udhaya tho mere lund ko thoda sa bhag andar gaya aur wo bolo maat dalo marr ...jaungi mein maine uska muh pakad kar jorrrr see dhakaa maaraa aur meraa addhhaa lund uske chut mein chala gaya aur uske ankho see anshu nikal ayye aur woo aaaaaaaaa……hhhhheeeeee karne lage aur mujhe apne upar se hatane ki koshish karne lagi maineUssse kamar se kass kar pakad kar fir see ek dorrr daarr dhakkaa marrra aur mera pura lund uske chutt. "Life expectancy is generally determined by how long you can maintain a reasonably high proportion of your biologically determined mind and body. However much DNA coding can be tweaked to lengthen life and however advanced the technology to replace or reanimate worn parts, once you are less than ten percent biological your life expectancy is, to use a phrase, in the hands of the gods. Your systems could undergo catastrophic failure at any time and you would then die. This is especially likely. As I said this was not unusual, this was routine, our routine. I looked down on her, just allowing a quick approving smile not to distract her from her work. While her hands stroked my balls her skillful mouth started licking along the shaft, now taking in the head then again licking up and down the full length. She knew exactly the pace she had to go as she finally started taking my head into her mouth pushing further down. A bit of a gag until she had adjusted her skillful mouth and my cock. She was pleased with what she saw:shoulder-length, straight, honey-coloured hair, hazel eyes and a cute nose,or at least that's what her last boyfriend had told her. She was proud of hershapely five foot four figure and her thirty-six inch C-cup breasts. She slammed the door behind her and jumped into her car. She thought thatshe'd be about ten minutes late and hopefully a quick text to Angela wouldlet her know. Natasha prayed that Angela wouldn't mind too much. Thankfully, there was a free.