Without further ado he leapt upon the hen’s back, grabbed her by the back of the neck and carried out his business.“Is he fucking her?”“Umm ...... yes, I suppose you could put it like that, but the polite term is ‘treading’” I said, somewhat embarrassed.“Would you like to tread me?” she giggled.“Pardon?”“Fuck,” she said. “Would you like to fuck me?”Now, had I been a more worldly sort, less of a nerd if you will, and certainly with more experience of females, then maybe I’d have had an answer,. Children. We’ll devour everything in our path.” The creature simply said. “I can hear them moving restlessly. They want to kill. They will. My children seek betterment. They aim to be the best they can be. I’m expecting you to tremble. To run in fear. To fight. I wonder what will you chose to do. Your kind mostly. I do wonder. I anticipate you will fight. But how? Will you resort to your primitive weapons? Or will you simply be exterminated like the vermin that you are. I really want to see. I kept thinking about what he said about the video. He had filmed me sucking Pete and he had the video of the shop. I had to get the videos and escape. But how.The next morning my husband woke and ordered me to make the breakfast. I went downstairs naked and prepared breakfast. When we finished he told me to shower and put some makeup on and be back down in 30 minutes with the bags from yesterday.When I returned he had rearranged the furniture and set two video cameras up in the sitting room.. I had discovered that sunny day in the park, the benefits of group sex, it was definitely better to have more than less, I mean women are built to take multiple partners, maybe it's a nature thing to ensure the species survival, each partner rewarded by their own ability to reward the willing female with another orgasm, my best to date, on a crazy night, was nine men and one doing it twice, but ten orgasms, how many men can have two, or maybe three, no, women can handle and be rewarded with.