"Ah Becky, my dear," the old farmer said looking up from his magazine, "I appear to have neglected to bring any money with me. I don't suppose you cou...ld help me out today could you?"Becky sighed. The old man's eyes had raised themselves from the magazine alright, but then they had drawn level with her breasts and not risen any higher."Do you mean help you out by buying the magazine for you?" she asked with raised eyebrows. "Or help you out with that thing?" Becky indicated the bulging tent in. It was largeenough that a person could fit comfortably inside. The capsule wasconnected to a bank of computers. "Here it is," said Thomas. "You won't believe what I went through to getthis." Ronin walked around the machine and studied it. "This is a Patecatl**; how did you get your hands on one?" asked Ronin."They are all protected."The name Patecatl sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it."You are correct. My brother worked on the prototype until he was kickedoff the team. The idiot would be. She begs for dog cock, how can I refuse her? After she get good and more wet from her dildo I have her assume the position of a good obedient dog bitch slave on the floor ass up, chest down on floor, the clothespins puling on her puffy wax coated nipples, her dog is hesitant with the clothespins all over her pussy, but with her cute behind wiggling non-stop who could refuse? He licks her while she wiggles and says, Good boy. She soon orgasms with my permission, she begs so sweetly. The dog. Paris' sidewards glance lingered, and lingered and lingered. She couldn't take her eyes off him. It wasn't fair that he could he look so handsome this early in the morning! Then she immediately thought about herself, OMG! what must I look like. Don't think I can be looking that bad she thought, or else Max wouldn't continue staring at me.Suddenly Max lifted his right arm from Paris' body and positioned himself to lie on his left side with his head resting on his left hand. He continued to stare.