I took off my jacket and stood before him fully clothed. I felt my heart race as the stranger stood close and slowly unbuttoned my blouse. He smiled, ...saying he would have a lot of fun with his new little married slut…He unzipped my skirt and pulled it down to my ankles. He smiled again, as he discovered my exposed labia, since I was not wearing panties. He made me get on my knees and then he took off his trousers and boxers.He revealed a huge hard cock; it was even thicker than my husband’s.I. Perhaps we could do the same with you.”He shook his head. “That’s something that we’ve thought about and discussed. You forget that we already do that, when we bring someone in. Your robotic friend, Mister Valentine, showed us how to do that. We’ve been improving the process ever since. No, mother. While that would work, I’ve ... well, I’ve already lived my life. Knowing that what I’ve spent my life working on will continue ... is enough.”He chuckled, then. “I will, however, make a completely. Betty and I were pretty full of ourselves that summer, 19 and 18 respectively and determined to be women of the world. We'd set off on that post-graduation (mine) camping trip with the full intention of showing the world and ourselves what liberated, take-the-world-by-its-balls women we were.So far, from that point of view, the trip was a bust.Don't get me wrong, best friends for years; we'd been having a wonderful time. But our unspoken goal of meeting guys and losing it with someone really. ” Jack replied. “Nice to meet you.” He extended his hand to shake hers, but she just walked past it and grabbed him in a huge hug.She turned to me, coming in for another hug and said: “I am SUCH a huge fan of you. I’ve watched every video of last week I could get my hands on!”She stepped back to regard me and I could feel the red spreading across my cheeks. My forehead felt unnaturally hot all the sudden.“Oh my gosh, no! Don’t be embarrassed! Seriously, ever since you texted me the other day.