Angela was different from a pre-programmed avatar not only by virtue of her appearance. As a real person with her own volition she was able to express... herself in ways that were so much her own and not those of her designer. She had her own desires, her own sexual tastes, her own perversions, quite unlike Selena's and somewhat unpredictable. Although she could do what she liked with her own creations, Selena needed to be much more sensitive with Angela. If Angela wanted fisting then Selena could. Unday, June 19, 2005 (Continued)When Carol and I arrived back in the study, the parents were talking about the mansion-buying AGAIN - was there no end to it?They stopped, letting me say, "Carol's game has finished. It served its purpose and Carol lost the mood when she and I started talking normally..." Thank you VERY much for it," interrupted Carol. "I had a GREAT time. That was the first time I've been able to do that, and it was even better than I'd imagined. Especially thank you, Mark. You. My pussy is so wet and so hot - I can feel my juices soaking through my panties, I must have him. So, I eagerly open my mouth wide, allowing him to continue fucking my mouth. He is pounding the back of my throat - I love it, I love being his little cum whore. I can tell he is getting close, his balls tighten up and I can feel his cock start really throbbing. I reach around and tickle his asshole with my finger - this was what he needed. "I'm going to cum now baby, are you ready?" I eagerly open. Marla smiled, her own eyes gleaming. “You can try anything you want, honey. If you want your brother to fuck your ass, you don’t have to ask me.”Sally turned to gaze at her brother’s cock, as if trying to decide whether to get it in her ass. Marla, her pussy twitching with wet heat,slipped from the couch and placed her son and daughter side by side on the floor. She pulled her son’s pants off, then shoved Sally’s dress up and removed her tight panties. She draped Sally’s leg over her son’s, and.