Captain’s log, star date 1949-928
This is the Captain, Control Tower, over. Solitude caught up with me, so I decided to get married right here at the end of the Universe. The Fucknet virtual simulator arranged for me a beautiful bride, and the ANNA 9000 artificial intelligence was a brides maid. After the ceremony, what I was waiting for finally came, a fuck of a wedding night. I fucked my beautiful bride from all sides and she greedily gave my hard dick a blow job. Wedding as it should be! Fucknet’s system error also made it real wild. Control Tower, don’t breath a word of this to my wife back on Earth! Captain, over.
