Her blouse seem to hold oh so lovingly to her curvey breasts. Her hair drapes her shoulders in a golden waterfall. You don't dare look at her skirt, f...r fear of embarrassing yourself even further."Virwildman?" her melodious voice inquires."Y-yeah. Pearlygirly, right," you stammer, trying to retain some dignity. She giggles a little and holds out her hand. "Call me Anne."You take her hand, taking time to relish her silky smooth skin. "Well, Anne, come on in," you say, bowing. She giggles again. Each turned and traded hugs and kisses, first with their sex teacher, then with their parent. Alice's big tits pressed against his chest felt good to David. He'd thought he would never feel them again. Sally got the same reaction when she felt the hair on John's chest rub her nipples and his big prick slide against her thigh.Both the kids were surprised at their reaction to the hugs and kisses of their natural parents. David felt his prick start to throb when his father's chest hair rubbed. In betweenfarming his land and caring for his animals -- as nearly all men must -- he wassecond in seniority at the grandly entitled 'Faculty of XenoAnthropology' atthe prestigeous 'Institute', the oldest Higher Education facility on the planet,rivalled only by the newer Eastern and Western Universities on the neighbouringcontinents. His Faculty was a newcomer, founded by Sisath, his older superior,who had argued for its essential existence for the study of intelligent life,if and when it was. His teeth hungrily nip along her neck. He presses his hand flatly against her belly, allowing his fingers to explore in a deliberately slow manner. She closes her eyes as they fill with tears, withholding the sob that threatens to break through.All she wants is for this to be over. She just wants this night to be over.Cash slides his hands into hers, forcing them apart until their fingers are laced. Sarah cries out when his body is pressed against hers harshly, feeling every part of him against.