I dipped my finger in again and again and then removed my hand entirely. She made a pleading sound. I brought my fingers to her lips and said, ‘Tast...e, taste yourself..’ I but gently touched her lips and she drew my fingers into her mouth, washing my fingers with her tongue. I slowly withdrew my finger from her mouth and put my hand back on her, in her. Her excitement was apparent now. Her hips were moving more insistently, lips of her vagina swollen and distended, and her clitoris fully. It was the responsibility of the female to monitor her ovulation to give herself the best chance at pregnancy. Because most of these elites held some position in the government, the clinic never faced the possibility of being ‘busted’, or closing, and anyone who was informed of its existence was required to sign a document of confidentiality. This secret of unprotected sex was too valuable to let it get out into the open. In the year 2090, being a senior meant that you were at least 18. Complaining of the cold just so you can warm me. Touch me, taste me, feel me, desire me, want me, so much that we burn with passion. So much that it aches. Tow drinks later and I’m in a backseat. One back seat later, we are at your front door. Now I’m stumbling to your bedroom, but how I knew were it was, I’ll never know. So I make your bed and lay down. Pretend I have every intention of sl**p. But my claws they gently run down your spine. They tickle lightly at your skin. So your eyes open.. I was now ordered to start fucking , but i now found myself having Mistress going deep into me, as i withdrew my own length out of Lauren. It was the wonderful experience of fucking someone and the feeling of being fucked at the same time. Even though my dick was safely locked away and feeling nothing , my ass pussy was getting all the sensations my fellow sissy was no doubt getting as well. My cock was only good now for supplying the ocassional drip to the still collecting condom. In this.