‘Sure,’ she answered, ‘but don’t get all huffy. ‘Get your latte in a go-cup and come on. I’ll show you.’ We took our coffee and walked ...back to Imagineer Chemical, our steps quickened by the challenge. Once in the lab, I retrieved the two cages as sat them on the counter. The rats in Group B walked about the cage, their noses moving, contorting, presumably scanning the air for food. Despite the seedy reputation of all rats, the Group B rats were up to no mischief at all. ‘Jeez, what have you. "As I moved my finger around inside her, I could feel it being gripped tight by her pussy. As she threw her arms around my neck, I found her little clitoris and started fingering it, making her yell, "There, there, finger me there, Honey, y ... you're going to make me cum again."Her clit only got harder and harder as I kept fingering it till, after a very short while, she moaned, "Ohhhhh, Darling, I'm cumming again, I'm cumming again."As she writhed and twisted against me, I somehow managed to. "How did we get here?" David asked."We are in your mind sir. This is a virtual representation of you, well at least as you view yourself. It is pretty bleak and dull though. We will defiantly need to work on this. But first we have some matters to discuss."David stared at the woman in disbelief. "What!!" Sir, as I said last time we were here, you are the descendant of Commander Alexander Jenkins. Commander Jenkins was a member of an ancient race of beings known as the Kreg'ar. Commander Jenkins. Well his dick sprang to life in seconds. It was marvellous. Strong. Thick. Long. Hard. Veiny. Pulsing. Young. A cock so fucking responsive, Thomas, that I fell in love with it instantly. I was ravenous for it. Aching for it. I wanted it up my cunt. Up my ass. Down my throat. Between my tits. In my hands. Between the soles of my feet. In my hair. All at once. You know how you always ask me to deep throat your cock Thomas? I can’t do it. I gag and feel like I’m going to vomit. Well, I.