Tell me."I hesitated a second or so and then I said:"My fantasy is to watch you make love to another man."She stared at me for several seconds and the...n said, "You're kidding, right? Me and another man? Who?" I don't know, some stranger I suppose. I don't think that I would want it to be anyone I know." And you would be where? Sitting on a chair next to the bed? Standing on a ladder and looking in the bedroom window? Or that old cliché, hiding in the closet." I think I would be in the closet; I. I stood up to go into the kitchen and she followed me, as soon as we got in the kitchen she stood where the worktops were on an angle.She said something else suggestive and I’d had enough so I thought to myself ‘that’s enough’. I approached her and grabbed her roughly, she turned away giggling as I turned her to face me I held her down and started to kiss her, she softened a little as we snogged, but as I put my hands up her top she became concerned.Turning away from me she said “No” I said. "There are obviously no electromagnets on Eden, but there is ample iron. Can you find no lodestone?"—permanently magnetized iron deposits, usually found on Earth near the surface where lightning strikes have created natural magnetic poles."Oh, there's plenty of lodestone, it's as thick on the ground here as horseshit used to be on cobblestone streets. They hate the damn stuff, but they know right where it is, that's not the problem." Then what?" demanded Igwanda."Think it through," Mantegna. She was a gooey, sloppy mess, panty pudding. The guy must cum in buckets I thought. I ran one finger in her and her pussy was hot and I could feel her back onto my finger, seeking greater penetration. I pulled my finger from her, which was soaked, dripping with his product. I moved my fingers down to her face. “Here you little slut. Clean his cum off my fingers.” “No, I don’t want to taste him.” This brought a flurry of hard and, I’m sure, painful slaps to her already crimson butt. She wailed.