" That's it?" asked Jeremy leaning over to watch."What did you expect?" I don't know, her acting like a robot or something, maybe someone else being p...lugged into her brain to beat her?"I rolled my eyes and unplugged the tablet."The human brain is simply another computer, granted it's difficult to interface with but there's nothing inherent that makes it difficult to reprogram us. Besides all I did to her was suppress any memories about us and implant commands so that she'll do what I want when. Anyway, we chatted and compared stories for a few hours on Miley's labels money and then headed to a local bar for beers, that's when I heard some more juicy stuff. They mentioned earlier that Miley changes when there was a camera on her, well apparently she'll do anything when there's a camera on her. I was intrigued but they were keeping quiet about the details. Anyway, the next night roles around and goes off without a hitch, there's less of us doing checks after the show and it's mostly. Is that love? Maggie is home. Maggie safe. Pack safe.Then it happened. He is never sure what causes it. Maybe it’s that love thing. One moment she comes and talks in that high voice she uses when everything is good. The low, loud voice is when he has to pay attentions and react. That’s when something is wrong and he has to be on alert. But this is her high voice, talking, petting, scratching, and hugging.Then, it happened. He doesn’t know why but he knows what. She was quiet for moments.. It was Ira’s favourite move - the higher the hips went, the more his cock stroked my G-spot.My arms stretched by my side on the floor, fingers slithered towards his legs finding their way in the darkness, touched his muscly thighs, grazed them with my fingernails. He moved in and out his whole length, the tip of his cock pulsating with blood beneath the skin, the cock rim erect, brushing my spot. He would pull himself out almost fully, I would feel it and squeeze my vagina at the last moment.