.I am very sorry about this." "We just want to know what's going on," Becky said quietly. Mrs. Standish nodded, coming to the corner of the desk and s...tudied Chloe. Chloe's eyes met hers. "Chloe." Chloe nodded. Mrs. Standish looked nervous, her fingers plucking at the hem of her skirt. "Chloe is not...an AI." You could have hear a pin drop. "What?" Chloe whispered, looking at her, her hands gripping the sides of the chair. Becky felt her own heart skitter around in her chest, confused. "Chloe. ................................ After doing lots of masti fun it was clear to both of us that we r not in control and we can enjoy everything as we r in very crucial mood. She just started shaking caressing my lund with her hand I was felling hot, I make her lying down on the bed.. I just sit in her leg and pressing boobs and sucking hse was also moving her hand on my back.. she was also pushing me and kissing my lips.. she was also holding me in her arms.. I just enter my one finger in her. Perhaps it was through feelings of guiltthat if a man looked like a girl, they reasoned, they could pretend hewas a girl and it would therefore be OK to fuck a guy. This goes some way to explaining my reaction to Alexander Carpenter. Myfirst sight of his nakedness had a profound effect on me. I knewimmediately that I loved him. I decided that I must learn as much abouthim as I could before orchestrating a meeting. Hence I devised my planto gather the information I needed. And one of the first. Her face was nice and friendly, with kind blue eyes and nice full lips, but rather plain nevertheless, with relatively short brown hairs d****d around it that sometimes were dyed blond. Not that it was her hair that attracted my attention. What always caught my eye was her massive chest. This lady had some seriously big boobs. She usually wore plain and rather wide clothes, but even so the massive mounds she carried always stood out clearly. Sometimes she wore a sweater or something that showed.