“Sluttier than you realise!” I moaned as I positioned my hole over his cock head, feeling his entire length slide up my hot pussy effortlessly. Hi...s cock slid into my pussy as my velvet tunnel clamped on his vein riddled cock. “Oh fuck that feels good!” I raised my legs off the floor as he held my stocking clad thighs, lifting me upwards, wrapping my black stockinged legs around his waist and began to bang me with strong lunges. Placing my lips over his, our tongues snaked in and out of each. There was one thing, that evening that was full of newness and discovery, that they didn't know, however. And, that would change things for the two of them, certainly for the better, especially for Trent.Trent and Avery weren't especially quiet that night so it shouldn't be surprising that their enjoyment of one another was just loud enough to attract their mother's attention and bring her down the hallway to now stand in the shadows watching her son's wet and glistening cock sliding in and out. I yowled like an a****l as the ruthless heat of the fire seared my exposed ass. I was nearly dancing on the rack, even if this seemed impossible a few minutes ago. The drops of perspiration hissed under the rack. My body was taut like a bow, every muscle trying to keep me up at all costs.Steve pressed the bellows continually."Aaaaa, nooo, aaaaieeeeee!!!" I wasn't able to control myself.Then he suddenly stopped. I flopped down to the rack, but raised myself again at once, shouting. The grate was. After all, how can you agree to marry someone who doesn’t know that you’re not human? That the reason you seem like his ideal woman is that you are, in fact, the ideal internet-stalker, having emerged like some nubile Olympian from the head of an unusually sophisticated stock-price-manipulation engine? That you’d funded pioneering research into the field of cybernetics for years, just so that you could forge this carefully calibrated avatar for yourself and finally meet him in person? You.