”He shook still, but it was a different shaking – a shaking free – an expulsion of long held beliefs. He shook harder, gripping me harder with h...s legs, and then he ground into me, his hardness sluicing through the sticky wetness that secured our oneness.“Oh,” he said, feeling himself – surprising himself.“I’m still hard,” he whispered, as if it was a secret. A naughty one.“I know,” I said, nuzzling him.“That never happens. After I cum.”I gripped him, reaching under his ass, grinding him into. My father had chosen to leave and go on the deployment and that pretty much sealed the deal. My mom filed for divorce and everything was finalized while my father was in Okinawa. He didn’t fight for custody or even fight when my mom went after alimony. I guess to him he was free to live his life how he wanted to, free of the burdens of having a family to hold him back and to stall his career. After the divorce my mom moved us out of base housing and into a small 2 bedroom house out in the. My girlfriends ... Scratch that. My wives had orchestrated a coup on the principal of our school. We’d obligingly let the Valentine’s Dance slide in exchange for guaranteed admission of the entire pod for senior prom. With only three weeks between prom and the end of the school year, Principal Rice had assured us there would be no issue in attending the prom as a complete plural domestic partnership. A table would be reserved at the prom for Pod Octave.But that still meant everyone was in. But what really appalled her were the machines busily at work on the unfelled buildings at the battle-line. Or demo-line, as she now had to admit. There was no battle going on here."Professor? How old do you think this civilization is?" From what you've described, I'd say millions of years. It would take that long just to build their magnificent cities." How could a civilization that old and that advanced allow something like this to happen?" We don't really know what happened here, Kellie. For.