She picked 'User.' It said, 'Registered.' Back to the command prompt.This time she said 'Subject' and the program popped up an outline of her body sha...pe, a description of her background, her looks, her statistics, and with a few more keystrokes, every salient detail of her current life. It included data that was not on file anywhere. If she was a virgin or not – she wasn't ... now. Her last sexual contact – thanks so much for reminding her of the details. Whether she masturbated – about four. Her clit was tingling. A trickle of pussy-juice seeped down into the crack of her upthrust ass, dampening the sheet under her.Groaning with his urgency, Tom knelt between her slim, contoured thighs. They were both too hot to trouble about any foreplay now. He dipped down, aiming his prick at his sister's steaming cunt. She hiked her ass up, tilting her crotch higher."You slut," he rasped, staring at her naughty mouth. "Oh, you sweet little slut--" Fuck me, Tom!" she moaned.Her ass and hips. Dale's sister Junefinally caught Timmy in her room and about ten minutes later Dalereturned from down town. He heard the argument as he entered the frontdoor."I'm sorry! I didn't ruin anything or mess anything up. I said I wassorry and I won't do it again!" Timmy blubbered from June's room. Justthen Dale swung the door open to see Timmy sitting at the vanity with atowel around his waist. He'd grabbed it to cover himself. His jeansand shirt and shoes were by the bed and the closet and a. Coy and sexy, you are wearing a low cut black dress (yes, the famous little black dress!). I am wearing a suit and tie, and we look like father and daughter ready to go to a dance. I am already drinking a dirty martini, and I ask what you'd like to drink. You just turned 21, and proudly place your ID down. You tell me to decide and order for you. I call the bartender over and order a chocolate martini. As we await your drink, we begin to look into each others eyes. Placing my hand over yours,.