”Abby said, “I would expect that the Department of Agriculture will look at that aspect of importing Kastler seed. Is there a problem with Kastler...getting out of control in the Multiverse, Doug?”“I haven’t heard of any problems, but that doesn’t mean there haven’t been any. If the Department of Agriculture approves growing Kastler, it might be a good idea to plant a small plot of Kastler on the ranch. Then we’ll see if it spreads naturally. If it looks like it might create a problem, we should. I’m completely and absolutely pathetic. For now, James could control himself. But for how long, he didn’t know. Ana had finished her lab assignment and was now doodling again. Secretly staring at James, she studied the curve of his chin and lips, the soft texture of his hair, then reciprocated it onto the paper. Deep down, Ana wanted to be an artist. She loved art and had a natural gift for drawing, but her parents scorned it. To them, a starving artist was not a profession admirable. And so. Errr...PUSSY for what seemed like quite a while. Holding on to my hips, he pushed his face into my backside, his tongue licking all around my pussy, occasionally tongue fucking me. I loved it. I was able to relax after the initial slight burning sensation left me, feeling only pleasure as Jim worked my cunt. Yes, I said cunt. That's what I had back there, might as well admit it, and accept it. I could feel his saliva running down my balls, as he moved up behind me, placing the head of his black. After a brief amount of time, curiosity got the better of me and I glanced over my shoulder to see who this new visitor was. It turned out to be black gentleman, somewhere in his 40's I guess, with a decent body from what I could see. He must have been watching me because as soon as I turned around to look at him, he spread his legs wider and pulled up the towel he had wrapped around his waist showing his currently flacid cock. Not needing another invitation, I turned completely around, got up.