Your nails dig into my back, and I grow even larger. I slide back out for the first time and drive my way back in deeper, taking your breath away. You...climax, and I feel your cum flow onto me. You hold me close as I begin my assault, and pound your defenseless nudity into ecstasy. I lean back and hold onto your knees. Penetrating you even deeper. You moan. All of me glides in and out of you. Slowly. Firmly. You pull my face to yours and we kiss. I love your tongue. I keep my eyes on you. So. Of course, the small family farm is practically extinct in the United States. Edith and I couldn't make a living farming, so I leased most of my acreage to my neighbor, Smith, who uses it to grow hay and alfalfa for his herd. He had a good thing going: Smith's Organic Grass Fed Black Angus Beef. I got a job as a long-haul driver. Edith had her vegetable garden, her fruit trees, and her chickens. It was still a good place to raise kids. Rob, my oldest, found a good job and a live-in. She twisted a little, left and right, and the humanoid creature focused on the form of young her hip. That was, after all the part of her anatomy with which he was interested. He gingerly picked up a small mass of the shimmery pink stuff that was tossed about her hips, lifting it up, pulling it to her waist. Now, for the first time, he saw what he had otherwise sensed and sought: the pure, clean, smooth pussy of a pure, human girl—hairless. Not-yet-menstrual. Untouched. Immaculate. . I think he was as nervous as I was. Besides, it would have taken only about three licks and I would have exploded on his face. I really didn’t want that to happen until Bill did it to me with that long tongue. So when he looked at me with that sad puppy dog face, I promised him I would let him do it when Bill was done with me if he still wanted to eat me then. He said he wasn’t sure about that. So I told him he was going to get the best fucking of his life when Bill left tonight if I was still.