He was glad to have this job. Most of his friends were washing dishes in the cafeteria. At the library he would file, shelve, or check out books. He l...earned a lot about using the library, which he was certain would help him when he moved on to grad school. Mostly, he enjoyed the chance to meet and talk to the many people that used and worked there.He especially enjoyed the chance to flirt with the coeds of his choosing. He had actually gotten lucky with one of them a few weeks ago. His target. We're less than two blocks from the house I grew up in, let's go! Oh, do we have any limitations, on distance from the machine, or not running into our 'other selves?'" Marty, you watch too many movies, just enjoy yourself, this is a blast, I went back and met my own grand-dad a while back and talked to him for a while, filled in a lot of my family history."We got to my old house and walked around back, looking through windows. I saw my dad; boy did he look young, holding his newborn baby boy.. The Semen ritual, one representing fertility, was ironically ridiculous, as the semen came from the stallion, who Jilly confessed her dying love for, and that stuff could only fertilize another horse, not a group of horny teenage human girls.But Jilly was insistent her girls would pleasure her horse husband as the human one was useless and dead in the loins, so she would lead her drunken sexually aroused rabble to the stables, to milk her horse husband, of his semen, for their bathing needs.I. But she couldn’t say anything because one of the dildo girls from the parlor was now shoving the plastic cock in and out of her mouth to the cheer of the appreciative male crowd. Mouths were all over Michelle’s body. Three girls were lavishing on her small pert breasts, other were on her navel while the rest were taking their turns fingering and licking her pussy.She was so overwhelmed that Michelle shuddered with a monstrous orgasm. She squirted what seemed like a liter of pure white honey..