" "And..." my voice cracked with anxiety. She smiled at my apprehension, "I told him I had a very satisfactory time with you last night." "That's it."... "Honey, if your father loves me enough to arrange for his son to bed his wife because he can no longer sexually perform. Then I have to love and respect him enough to talk around the edges about it so as not to hurt his feelings." "I'm not sure I know what you mean," I said and took a sip of coffee. "Instead of saying Tommy fucked me real good. I'm guessing that you do know (even if you don't admit it) that at least part of the reason for that is that the nanites that the Confederacy has injected them with (or maybe it is infected) are programed to increase the release of endorphins in their system when they are in your presence. They are literally being addicted to your presence by the use of confederacy technology. Thus they long for your return and to touch you and to have sex with you, almost to the point of being a danger to. With one hand – her left between my legs she was cupping my balls and her other hand went around my hips and was stroking my cocks – this was too much sensation for me and in a very short while – though i tried to enjoy and delay it as much – within mines i was coming all over again – the first few spurts of cum fell on the wall and floor and the later ones pooled into her hand. I noticed she took her hand and it was sticky , while she washed it under water. She then asked me to step out as she. Now, pull them down and you can leave." Barry stepped in close until Barbie's legs were nestled between his and her face and his crotch were only inches apart. Barbie sat there in stunned silence and I could see her chest rising as her breathing became more labored. Her eyes were now face to face with the large lump growing in the front of Barry's shorts and she could see now way out. "I can leave if I look at it?" She finally asked in a quiet whisper I felt my cock jump as I realized she was.