Joy was disoriented and giddy. How could this happen? Why would Brock do this to her?Slowly a world resolved around her. Joy knew that it wasn't real,... that the PokéBall was creating a holographic environment to keep a Pokémon content. She knew that the lush meadow were made of pixels, as was her body, which she perceived as completely naked, her pink-maned sex swollen and moist, her nipples hard and pointed.That didn't seem right! Why would the Pokéball display her as some sort of slut in heat?. Finally on one of our excursions, having lit our Camels, I got up the nerve and kissed her. She kissed back like she had been waiting for it. Unfortunately, we had scarcely begun before we were discovered and dragged back by the ears for a scolding and a call home to our parents.We had The Talk that night, a version of it at least. I told them the truth, that boys don’t do it for me. Predictably they didn’t want to hear it. In my mind’s eye, I can still see their indignant, cold faces and. I turned and started to walk back to the job. "Wait... please?" she said. I turned back to her and she stepped forward, taking my hand. Without another word she led me into the bedroom. She took me to her bedside and looked at me with those soft tender eyes, watching me as she reached up and unfastened the neck of her dress. She pulled the top down exposing her magnificent tits to me. They were perfect and her nipples were hard as pencil erasers, sitting on top of her dark areolas. I must have. " Sex?" Uh, yeah. The uh, oral kind..." Tenisha seemed embarrassed. "We haven't really done that..." Well," Nora confided, "I'm not exactly an expert..." Nate like it?" Oh, yeah. I do, too. There's a... mindset to it. If you do sixty-nine, you're distracted by your own pleasure, so you don't do as well with his, and vice-versa. So it's best kind of one-sided..." What about sperm? You swallow?" Yeah." Nora shrugged. "I like the stuff. Nate gets a kick out of me sucking it out of the rubber after.