Soon a different heat was glowing between her legs. She wanted to turn around and see who these men were, but the posture collar and blinders kept her... facing straight ahead.Another voice, slightly deeper, said, “I’d fuck that in the barn all night.”Nicole groaned loudly. In response, Annabelle smacked her lightly on the ass and said sternly, “Behave yourself, cowgirl!”A third voice asked, “May we look at her closer, Ma’am?”Annabelle replied curtly, “Yes, you may look. But no touching. And no. They were also slimmer, fitter, healthier and happier. Sexual activity, in my view, is an accurate thermometer for measuring health," the Daily Mail quoted her as saying.And she realised the people who were having lots of sex in their relationships had one key factor in common: their diet. All of them were eating extremely nutritious food.She explains: "Good nutrition is essential for the healthy production of hormones which maintain the libido and allow for regular and fulfilling sexual. "Some of the other cities on Shatabhisha Galli are lucky to have men as their kings. but we have not been so fortunate. You are the first man anyone in this city has ever seen. That is why I must, by our own laws, ask you... will you consider being our king?" she asked.I gulped. I had been told I would probably be asked, and on the walk to the city, I had thought about it. I knew that I would probably never see Earth again and I was okay with that–I didn't leave a lot back there to miss anyway.. I then removed my bra, threw it behind me, not caring anymore, and carried on undoing his shirt. When I finally got it undone, I pulled it off of his wide shoulders and slid my hands down his chest and stomach, feeling his abs reacting to my touch. When my hands got down to his trousers, I instantly unbuttoned them and pulled down the zip. I slid my hand into his boxers, and pulled out his monstrous cock. I ran my hand along his 11-inch penis as we kissed, then I sat back down next to him. I.