“Don’t worry about it, Dad.”Lyden opened his mouth, but before he could ask anything, Shlee piped up. “What I want to know is what powers you?... Are you nuclear, or battery powered? How strong is your processor? Are you using solid state memory, or the experimental crystal memory? I’m assuming you’re using the latest artificial intelligence software, or are you programmed with something top secret by the government?” Everyone stopped and stared at the reporter. “What? I want to know. I promise. ??Aren’t you going to have some, Cora???No, Honey, I just finished a cup of coffee. Now there’s plenty more where that came from, so drink up. It’s a long way back to Quincy.?They chatted for close to half an hour, each teen taking a second glass of the refreshing cool ade. They both started to yawn, and soon their heads were sagging a bit, before both leaned over and lay their heads on the table, almost knocking their glasses over.This was the signal for Cora to go to the phone and dial her. Lily’s hands starting right for my now rigid dick. As soon as she pulled my pants down to my ankles her hand was pumping my cock. Our lips never separated for an instant. I wanted this girl so bad. I stopped our kiss and turned her around. She put her hands on the hood of my car as I reached around and began to message her heaving breasts. I could feel the hard nipples through her thin tank top. My hands moved down her athletic tight belly to the button on her shorts. After expertly undoing the. " I'd like you to go slow at the beginning, all right?" Sure, no problemo, Mrs. T." he said, having bestowed her with a nick-name already. Then he grunted, and began using a slow, thrusting motion.It was Rosa's voice that now sounded husky. "When... when I tell you, you can do it faster, okay?" Sure, ' he replied, continuing to glide over her "G" and each excruciatingly pleasurable propulsion of his young, resilient prick brought Rosa higher and higher."Oh, my God, this is so good," she moaned..