I gasped out as she began probing my belly button, and sucking on it. Damn how did she know all my sensitive area. I could my juices just flowing ou...t and down my thighs. Then she moved further down and she planted a kiss right above my pussy. “OhhHhhh...” I moaned, “Please I need it badly.” Instead of sliding her tongue inside my pussy like I was hoping, she trailed around the outside with her tongue then moved down to my inner thighs where she began lapping my juices off me. Ohhhh such a. I shiver at the thought and I force back a cough. "I'm Ben, by the way." "Grace," I whisper, looking out the window as I see the town lights coming closer and closer into view. "Grace, what are you looking for? A gas station or a grocery store?" Ben asks. I frown and I shake my head, "Neither, somewhere to stay for the night. Hotel or a motel." "Sorry darlin' there isn't a hotel or motel for miles into the city." I mutter a just audible curse and I run my fingers angrily through my hair, making. “The first law of robotics states that an AI will always turn homicidal.” John said emphatically. “Every time it’s been tried, it turns into a horrific bloodbath...”“Ganymede is one of Jupiter’s moons.” Calara explained. “There was a military research base there, which was looking into building AI flight computers for the Terran Federation Navy. The AIs formed a collective super-intelligence across the network, killed all the researchers, and then started building a robotic fleet to try and. Being the hard headed woman I am I commented that she was when I was fucking her. The spanking that ensued crushed me to the table and even the slightest touch was unbearable agony, or at least I thought so until the vibe was pressed hard to me. My screams echoed in the room as Marsha alternately pushed me to the edge of climax and then denied me release. Each time ending with me splayed on the table until the harshly snapped command ‘UP!” was spoken in conjunction with a the slapping. Over.