Her touch was turning me on so much that I was trying to fight back the urge to moan. When her hands reached my lower back I lost that battle and let ...out a small moan. I was afraid she heard it but to my relief she seemed not to notice. When her hands went even lower and started lathering my ass, I had to bite down on my lip to keep from moaning out again. I had a hard time trying to keep control over myself without a moment of peace. when she removed her hands to apply more gel I had only a. She couldn't wait to pounce on an Ebon, or a Golden. Misty craved nothing more then to force her offspring onto one of her two favorite of the four Faeruhnite archetypical hermaphrodite races.It was not to be though! "It's just bad luck!" she justified, as she carefully peered out of her sleeping place in an old discarded jar. Stretching her body, and flexing her wings, the sprite sighed. "I wanted to be a teacher, too!" After her first mating, that dream ended when she was forced to give birth. Then your body is scanned to read your DNA and scanned again to identify and eliminate any damaged or mutated genes. Finally, your optimum genetic configuration is determined and appropriate adjustments and enhancements are made. New germ cells are introduced and begin replacing the old ones that are too depleted to be repaired. It's really quite a lengthy and complicated process." Enhancements?" Well, yes. Since we bypassed the normal pre-regeneration interview, I took the liberty of choosing. I think he could see that because he moved up to my crotch area and started rubbing my cock bulge, which wasn't much, I was small in size and still haven't been able to cum yet. Not from the lack of trying though. I used to masterbate all the time since that babysitter. I also used to put things up my ass hole because it felt so good. As time went on, the man said, "I still have half an hour of lunch time left, and you look like you need some attention," while staring at my crotch. He then.