Once in view, she watched her hand bring his cock to life. Her body jolted to the rough treatment of her pussy and clit.“I’m sorry, that he’s do...ing this to you, honey.”“That’s okay, Daddy, I love you and strangely enough, I don’t mind too much him touching me.”“Don’t like it too much or it could turn dangerous in the future and don’t give him the satisfaction of it feeling too good. Jerk him off until he cums.”She nodded her head, “Will you feel my tit?” He placed his hand on her left one and. He had that same kind of smarmy, I’m-gonna-tell attitude that got on the crew’s nerves. Because I was XO, LeCroix assigned me to the task of dealing with it. The crew had hung a sign on my cabin door that read, “Speaker to Circuits.” I got a headache every time I talked to the damned thing for more than five minutes.Tuull AIs are in some ways closer to humans than any other Confederacy entities. I mean, we share a sense of humor ... sorta ... kinda. But being closer to humans in those ways. The old man placed his hand against Olga's pussy and gently touched it. Olga let out a low soft moan. Olga moved her hips forward so the man had better access to her pussy. The man knew what Olga wanted so he pushed a finger into Olga's pussy.Olga reached down and grabbed the man by the wrist holding his hand in place. She wanted the man fingers deep inside of her. Being in public with people around made what was happening that much more exciting. Olga wished that her hubby was here to see. But the other part, the insecure part, was questioning things. Then why didn’t Chris come to bed last night? Why didn’t he call or tell you about his trip? Why has he been distant? Her head had the answer, his father had died, of course some things slipped his mind. She had to be understanding, but she could not be. The insecurity of a few days back, the grief of losing James and now Chris’s absence was too much for her to bear. ‘Ann,’ Cassie said, looking at the plate of food in front of her.