In the same bright candle light he sees the voluptuous women he married so many years ago. Her auburn hair swirled around her firm and abundant tits. ...Her belly soft and full leading down to ample thighs and her willing and wanting to love pussy. He walks back over to the foot of the bed where her legs are now bent up and her pussy open for him. It is clean shaven and its lips are full and wide. She looks between her bent legs spread wide for her lover and smiles as the candle cast shadows. Pretty clothes and a woman in charge, who knows what she’s doing. I finally made it back to the bedroom without any accidents and was told to kneel before Mrs T and “Lick me out” as she put it. Which I proceeded to do. Firstly through her panties, then I pulled the gusset to one side, licked her cunt deeply and tongued her clitoris, which sent shivers down her. Finally I pulled the panties down and then off, giving them a long deep sniff, before giving Mrs T the real tonguing that she. She was urging him on with the most debased language she knew. A language that she knew, turned men into hungry sexual animals. “Come on, fucking get your tongue in there and make me cum!” she urged once more. Laura’s actions became more and more urgent. She started to thrust her pussy up onto Tom’s face as she pulled his head in towards it with her free hand. All the time she was propped up on the table with her other hand watching the tongue fucking she was getting.. I find it oddly amusing, that is if I had a sense of humor, that both sides chose to develop ultimate weapons that they originally ridiculed or attempted to eliinate entirely. After all Connors 2 was four square against cloning for any purpose, yet there he was, a reborn clone himself. How strange is that? I guess his people were a lot more pragmatic than they were given credit for being. Without clones they not only didn't have a viable Connors to bring forward in 2052, they never would have.