It needs a host to survive in an active state. The one it had bonded with was known as Peter Parker/Spiderman. But few knew him by the last name. His ...life had been lonely for many years. His friends were few as was the number of his mates. He desired more, but didn't have the mind set and powers to do it. He wished for control over his life as well. These were the deep desires that the host had keep hidden. The symbiote lived to make its host happy for within the host happiness was its. Uncle Tom raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps we should have a competition?" he suggested. "What did you have in mind?" "Get a kitchen knife and the olive oil from the kitchen and I'll show you." I stumbled into the kitchen and grabbed a knife and the oil and went back into the lounge. Uncle Tom already has his bathrobe undone and was caressing his belly. His cock already looked larger. "Now," he said slowly. "We'll take it in turns to measure our erections and mark them on the carrot. The loser has to. She didn’t remove my hands, so I kept doing as before, except this time, I slid my hands down inside her bottoms to bring her off.“What am I going to do, David?” she asked.I let her strip us both and climb into my lap, facing me, and started rubbing her back before I said, “I talked with the detective that has been keeping an eye on things here since all that shit happened eighteen years ago. Many cops around the world have been looking for your older brother and sister. It was from way before. I started to finger fuck her and increased its pace. She was about to cum and I began to lick her pussy and drank all her juices. I loved the salty taste of her cum and then I kissed her exchanging our salivas and licking each other’s mouth.I then spread her legs and kept my dick at her pussy rubbing on it she kept m begging to put it inside her but I kept teasing her for a while and then I pushed into her entering half of my dick.I felt the tightness of her pussy and then pushed harder.