If I was fifteen years younger and twice as handsome, I would fight to have a date with you,” Dexter said. He paused in rowing long enough to mimic ...a fighting mime with his hands. Then he added, “Of course, you’d have to swing by the hospital to get me after the other guy finished beating me up.”The woman on the Stair Master laughed again.“It’s tough getting a date. The good ones are all married. The bad ones aren’t worth dating. The ones in between are working on their careers,” Samantha. "Yes Tristan?" Are there sufficient AI's functioning to transport me to the one nearest Mylia?" Yes Tristan, but how does that help? You will arrive without a fleet and no AI backup. You would be committing suicide." Would the nearest one have sufficient power to transport me into the bunker of the AI on Mylia? Then once I'm there, I could activate her." Tristan, it's risky. If we could get you in, we cannot get you back out. If you fail to get her activated, you would die from a lack of oxygen. She knew it was more than golf that drew me to America's gayest city and was interested in hearing about it. Our open relationship demanded a high level of honesty about these things. I related what the resorts were like and what I did when I went there. More interested in what the places were like than my experiences she wanted to see for herself.I called my usual spot, a grade-B resort with decent rooms for overnight stays, a pool, hot tubs, a fairly decent restaurant, and the usual X-rated. I felt the head pop past my tight muscle and he was in me again. Kenny slowly pushed his cock all the way into my arse, not stopping to let me get used to him at all. It hurt a little but more of an ache than a sharp pain. I’d experienced this before and liked it a lot. Kenny curled his big hand around my cock and began to wank me off as he fucked me. I put my legs around him and pulled him into me, bucking my hips against his cock. Kenny fucked me like this for a few minutes then let go of my.