When he thought about it, he couldn't help but reflect on the way modern politics had changed. Were they headed in that direction? He wasn't sure, but... when he looked at his class schedule he saw they were supposed to study the Optimate Movement in the Roman Republic next.The next morning he took the bus downtown to the offices of the Construct. He checked in and was shown to the same room he'd used before. It was the same as it had been for the last two week: a darkened, quiet room, the helmet. I let you feel the pressure of my fingers as I continue to lubricate you, let it build, let you yield, until one, then two insistent fingers push their way inside you. My tongue assaults your clit once more, and your shiver drives my fingers deeper within you. Now my thumb finds its' way back to your pussy. No need to tease here. Your lips are wide open, waiting, inviting. I slide easily into your slickened hole. I capture our tireless little buzzer, and pinch it between my thumb and fingers,. Gina was married with 2 daughters who will join in the fun at a later date. As stated earlier, I had so wanted to become intimate with my Mom for so long, I used to picture her standing in her bra and panties, and often nude. I got so hard just thinking about her. Gradually, I noticed that Mom started doing things that she had never done before, such as, after her bath in the mornings, she would walk from the bathroom to her bedroom covered only with a small towel. This made her large breast. I didn't like my stepfather. He's a pig, but I liked what he made me feel. He... he liked to... ah, go down on me. I liked that a lot. I probably wouldn't have run away if he hadn't invited a friend of his, another pervert, over to the house one night. While his friend fucked me, he took pictures, and when he fucked me, his friend took pictures. The next day he told me if I ever said anything bad about him to anyone that he'd show my mother the pictures of his friend fucking me and tell her.