If there was anything left in her, she would've heaved again.'I murdered Henry Larson, owner of the synthetic Simons, as per our contract, dear.'"Yeah... I can see that. What did you do to me?"'Tch, ' said the AI. 'No lasting damage.'"Matt..."'Fine, fine, if you insist on explanation.' Sounded like a sullen teen, rolling his eyes. 'I simply examined the synthetic control software. Owners have the option of controlling their charges, much like a puppeteer. I... modified it a bit. AI's are much. Better than sucking Brad.Plop! Aaahhhh . . .That was the sound of my mouth letting go of his cock as I came up for air, leaving strings of saliva in my wake. I hiked up my skirt as I came to my feet. Terrance slapped my pussy and slipped his finger into my cunt, making me squirt bad."Come take a seat," he muttered.I stroked his cock as I lowered myself on top of him and slipped it between my legs. I was so fucking wet and horny and breathed through my mouth when my pussy swallowed his cock. I. As I cautiously moved closer I figured out what it was. It was a large dog. A very large dog, in fact I recognized it to be another neighbors Rottweiler. It was a male. How the hell did it get out? I had met him a few times and petted him. He had seemed to be a nice dog. He was sitting there with his head cocked and was sniffing the air. Oh no, was he smelling my scent? Was I still sending out the female in heat scent? I tried to move to the right around him, but he moved to block me. I tried. We dedicate ourselves to the memories of our ancestors, in hopes that our efforts will be successful."Both Craxill touched their foreheads, their throats, and two more points down their bodies. Priya and I followed suit, touching roughly the same distance down our chests, since we weren't sure what body parts they were actually indicating.Having invoked the spirit of their ancestors, both of the Craxill seemed at a loss for what to do next. Priya seemed content to let them lead, but they didn't.