Like, I still felt adestiny to have strong men's sperm in me. But asexual seemed a good planfor now.I'd researched anal sex a whooole lot! I knew I ...could try pushing acucumber up there. I was so infatuated by thoughts of "deflowerment"though, so didn't want self-abuse to spoil the beauty of that. It wasanother of my most special word discoveries as a kid. I may haveliterally thought of petals falling around me in the sanctity of themoment.Doubling down on virginity until a real deflowering. “I think you might be right, Big Brother...” She whispered, smiling broadly. She began to stroke his strong chest and arms again as down below her vagina tightened and released, tightened and released, each time meeting more resistance from the welcome invader within. A short while later he had recovered enough to slide gently in and out of her body once again, slowly at first, then gradually faster as his erection became firmer and firmer. Sara threw her head back with the sweet pleasure and. I sat next to her."I hope that I understand your feelings for me, Brindy ... for us. We want you to have this," he said. He pulled a little black jeweler's box from his pocket and opened it.I already knew what was in it. Brindy had no idea."We can't officially marry you, Brindy. I want you to have this ring, though. Carlita..." I want you to have this ring, too. You are part of us."Brindy's tears wet Dave and I both."It's scary," Dave said. "You could pick up and leave at any time ... We want. I suggest a laser, knives and battle staff. You don't want to advertise your presence with anything noisy to start with." OK." Tristan stood still while the weapons, armour belt and tactical display materialised around him. The display clipped over his head with a small transparent screen covering one eye. He checked the tightness of the belt and adjusted the laser holster on his thigh. "I'm ready."There was a lurch and his stomach heaved. The kitchen faded to be replaced by a windowless.