Again! Would I ever finish the story?I was in heat by then and I slid a hand between my thighs. Eyes closed, I became lost in the joy of running finge...rs along my slippery slit. Teasing, I wanted to prolong and edge myself for as long as I could hold out. I lightly rubbed my puffy lips, stroking down each side and squeezing them between my fingers. All the while, I was tugging on my nipples, pinching and pulling so hard they ached. My moaning got louder and again I needed my fingers inside me.. If Phillip was indeed half the man she knew he was, he'd understand He'd forgive her and go on loving her just as though nothing had ever happened.And for her part, Jessica knew now never to let herself be suckered into anything again, no matter what the odds. There could never be another Marty Felder in her life, for Jessica Richards the kid grew up that night. And no man would ever pull the wool over her eyes again. Not that she had to worry with Phillip--he wasn't the sort. Wild perhaps,. We learned much from their workings. They blew up metal-rich stars so that they could harvest the matter expelled. Harvesting ores that are already outside of planetary gravity wells are much more economical than mining the planets themselves. They built a Dyson sphere large enough to enclose a long-lived white dwarf and a roseate of customized planets, yet small enough to flip across folded space-time. We have no idea where they went or why. We barely glimpsed how they performed it.Mankind did. You know that. Just trying to help.”Over the next few weeks we did the dance thing withDiane in hot little outfits a few times. Then I decidedto help her out a little more. Diana hadn’t been fuckedor had her pussy touched in about 3 months. Well maybea little grinding or groping at a club. I had startedtalking dirty to her without touching her. Asking ifshe was horny, if she’d like a cock in her. She wouldlay back and fantasize as I talked to her, like phonesex, sometimes I.