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“I’m still working on that,” PLATO said as she put the telephone pussylicking back in its cradle. “Working on what?” Marcella replied. “Intentional deception,” he answered. “Intentional non-truth is not proper for me. I was created for learning and knowledge, not falsehood. “What is truth?” she said with a smile. Then she quickly added, “No, don’t answer that. We only have a few minutes before Richard arrives. Just think of something that would be different enough for me to call him, but not among the pages of known faults that I am supposed to report.” “Your thought processes are very interesting,” PLATO said. “You are evaluating what is right or wrong and yet choosing that which is normally wrong because you think it leads to a greater right.” Marcella stared at the monitor for a moment and then said, “Yeah... whatever.” “And you might want to put your clothes back on,” PLATO said tersely. “Doctor Mueller will be here any minute. You don’t want him to get the wrong idea.” “Actually, that would be the right idea,” she replied as she clasped her bra. “But I don’t want to scare him away,” she added as she pulled her blouse back over her head. “Doctor Mueller just swiped his access card at the front door,” PLATO said hurriedly. Then he reverted to the more mechanical voice he normally used and said, “Richard Mueller authorized for entry.” “Remember, don’t log that,” Marcella said quickly. “Affirmative,” PLATO responded as Richard came into the control room. “What’s up?” he asked, looking quickly around the room and then at the dimly-illuminated growth amateur lab. “That,” Marcella said, pointing at the now brightly-lit growth area. The lights in that area had come to full brightness and several of the various special machines seemed to have sprung to life. They were moving slowly through their range of movement as if being tested. “That is unusual,” Richard said firmly as he bigtits practically ran into the growth lab. Marcella scurried behind him trying to keep up. Something was very wrong... and very right... at the same time. Richard Mueller was lying naked in the tropical sun with a warm female body lying partly over him. She was wiggling her body against his and saying, “Wakey, wakey.” His mind was just starting to awake, but his lower mind was already stiff and trying to poke into the air from 69 underneath her hip. “What is happening?” he said groggily. “What is going on?” “We were about to make love,” couple a very familiar voice said. He looked down into the warm, brown eyes of Marcella Henry. We laughed and didn't use those condom towels. Unfortunately there are lots of stupid men like that. I didn't have sex at the party with those three boys, and I didn't have sex with a trucker, either. It was very quiet—soft like a boy’s voice. Two more cocks and another pussy to play with! “Let’s go do the shoot, I’ll have your daddy change into his new boxer briefs for you while we start.” She sighed. The only relief will be to jack-off. I was getting close by this time, and her bigtits grunts and groans turned me on immensely. I came up with wearing one of my sarees amateur with only a top. Jarrod smiled and while looking into Debbie’s eyes he pulled the edge of his speedos up and as a few days ago, his huge flaccid cock fell pussylicking from his trunks. He spoke up with a roguish grin, “If 69 we’re gonna do this, we better be quick. After 10 minutes, Antoine joined me and returned my phone. Do you hear me? DO IT or I'll re-attach the electrodes and fry your tits and pussy even worse than Kasim did." I looked up and even though it had only been dark for short time there were a couple tremendous number of stars visible. “Chespin! “That would be lovely, thank you” I replied, trying to fan away the summer heat with a wave of my hand. He exclaimed, and then downed the rest of his drink. I had brought my camera and wanted more pics. Brad broke the silence. My pussy drank in the heat as I had to concentrate.