Ann was wearing a long black skirt, as was the style at the time, and it had a long slit up the front. I reached into the slit and stroked the inside... of Ann's thighs. She sighed softly and gently eased her legs apart so I was able to slide my hand right to the top of her thighs. I was expecting to find her panties but was astonished to suddenly find my fingers meeting a soft pad of hair!I looked up and met Ann's grinning face. She had obviously removed her knickers when she had gone to wash. She was 26 and had been quite successful. She lived in a house she inherited and she looked so radiant, like the personification of Aphrodite herself. Every night I hugged myself to sleep thinking what it would be like to sleep in her arms. I wanted to try it, and I wanted to be hers, the way she wanted. I told her my intentions, and she repeated the same thing, it would be on her terms. It was the week of Christmas and the new year, and I had just finished my semesters and had a full one and a. They are no longernecessary," the Commander said sadly.The Commander stormed into the President's office. "I demand to speakwith Consciousness," he said boldly."It's not allowed. Not even I am allowed to speak with him," thePresident protested."We have lost the ability to reproduce. If we do not act, we will losethe ability to live," Commander argued."You do not understand, Commander. There is a gulf between thesubconscious and the conscious. We do not interfere with Consciousness,and he. I need to see your thick load on my chest. I want to taste it. Please.” I pumped harder. “Please.” I quickened my hips, thrusting at the air so turbulently that they went airborne, slamming my ass into his thigh with violent strokes. “Ahhhhhhhh!” I shrieked slumping into the seat of the chair vacated by Nick as he stood over me. My body convulsed as pleasure rippled out from my pussy and through my limbs. My hands shook as my reptile brain began humping the air seeking any stimulation it could.