After passing the center, down a bit between my buttocks, finding my anus, ruefully unexpected contact with your fingers. He continued with that dirty... snog, but excitedly gently biting her lower lip. The splash is I relax the sphincter, and could dip your finger yearning, something more than the nail.His great tongue crushed mine, and took up most of my mouth, filling with fluids. While his thick finger, tenaciously burrowed into my gut, first being desecrated.Just as suddenly, left me, half. On the 11th of October I was on the Uzbekistan/Afghanistan border. I had flown out from RAF Brize Norton on the 17th of September, and the horror and shock of what I had seen on the television in the sergeants mess lounge at Kirkee barracks on the 11th was still imprinted on my brain.Lectures that morning had finished just before twelve thirty, and I and a couple of others on the course had lingered over lunch, talking about the project we had to produce for the next morning; a logistics and. I just grabbed her ass and thrust up into her, figuring that I'd cum but I'd try to help her get off afterward. Maybe my fingers will do the trick... or does she keep that dildo she mentioned in the drawer with the condoms?A few seconds later I was done, feeling my balls let go of their third load of the night, injecting a few shots of jizz up into her as I trembled in orgasmic pleasure. After feeling all my cum pump up through my shaft and ooze around the head, I was spent, and slowed down.... “We found this one study where some researchers reported identifying a gene that some women have that makes their eggs vulnerable to letting more than one sperm in at the moment of fertilization. That means too many chromosomes in the fetus and that’s a bad thing. But the gene only makes the egg vulnerable like this to the sperm of a close male relative. We’re talking brother or father. And the study said only two or three percent of women have that gene.”“So?”“So, think about it. If that’s.