It seemed neither one of us were made to be apart.Saturday night was an exceptionally restless night. I was miserable. Our call upset me and all I wan...ed was Beth in my arms. I awoke Sunday morning and felt sick from working myself up all night. I never missed church, but that day I did. Beth would be home by 2 in the afternoon, and I couldn’t calm myself down from the anticipation.I heard her car door close and ran outside to greet her. We locked in an embrace and bawled our eyes out. I didn’t. I grasped and molded her thighs just up to the crotch of her red panties. Then I moved to the next leg and repeated the moves. Each leg was a study of care. As I felt the muscles release under my hands, I lengthened the strokes up her legs to each butt cheek.As I reached closer to her crotch, she spread her legs for me but I chose to ignore her and changed my location instead. I moved up to the headboard and sitting behind her head, began to work her shoulders and arms. Each time I got down to. And then he entered her once more, pulling himself between her lucious thighs. She cried out, and resisted this time, her delicate hands pressing against his muscled chest, but it did little to stop him as he rammed his wet, rock hard member deep into her virgin depths, tearing away the innocence and puirty from her. She felt something tear within her soul, as well, as his thrust ground her rump into the earth, his member delving deep into her sweet innings. Shrieking, she turned away, refusing. However the amount of slime that was already in the container was not enough to be created into the full size of a normal one, but the scientist was quite happy now nonetheless.To test it, he tried to pinch off a piece of the column, but rather than just becoming deformed like it normally would without SSW, the slime just bent, like a moist, and yet slightly malleable plastic, almost a Fleshlight. The scientist had done it, but obviously he wasn't finished just yet.He pulled the fleshlight out.