Even for those who don't feel sorry for the social dropouts who can't find purpose, they can and do feel the pain of their fellow contributing citizen...s when those good citizens are harmed by the idea of their fellow human beings suffering through debt, prison, social rejection, or meaninglessness.To correct these social harms the Life Plan Correction was implemented. Dropouts, those who can't find purpose on their own, are modified with a behavioral chip to give them the purpose they lack in. Thwaack. Thwaack. I was now crying softly as his pounded my pussy with his insistent strokes. With slow sobs as each stroke came in and breathed out as each stroke went out."Mintu. Shona moni. Thaamow. Ammar good taa cheeray jaabay. Please lokhee shonaa. Aaar chudow naa." ("Mintu darling. Please stop now. Please. My pussy will get torn. Darling don't fucke me any more. Please.")He did not reply, but just went on and on.My pussy was once again giving me signals of an upcoming orgasm. I started. I teased her as much as I could. I want to say I teased her as much as she could take but it was really me. Ninas swollen little clit and pussy lips were so inviting I had to eat her pussy out. The moans and cries of pleasure from Nina made it hotter and me excited again. I had Nina squirming around the counter top of the island. Nina opening and closing her legs as she came. Her face looked like she was in agony, I knew it was shear pleasure.Ohhhh stop I think I have to pee.No, you prissy. Skimming her fingertips over her ribcage, she moved to cup her breasts through the sheer lace covering her warm flesh from his gaze. “Mmm, baby, I want to see you go a little faster. Not too much, maybe add a little bit of--yeah, go ahead and use your thumb on the tip, that’s good. Right over the top like my tongue.” She watched him, mesmerized at the way his cock slid through his large hands, hands that she imagined were covering her breasts--her tits, he loved calling them her tits--and.