With a thick head and shaft, it stood tall and erect, oozing a small amount of the dark liquid. Diane didn’t need a hand to adjust her new extremity... She was now in control of the liquid that had become her, and could flex this organ like a muscle.And that’s just what she did, pointing it to the floor and, on-demand, releasing a furious jet to the tiles. This freed up Diane’s hands to feel behind her, spreading the darkness as it grew along her spine. It reached up to her neckline before. The sole thought made her even more wet than she already was. He jerked the bulbous head of his cock over her clit a couple of times, rubbing it over the edge of hers for further stimulation.Boy, this was good.“Or maybe I'm going to tie you up, all open on my bed and just see you there. I bet you look beautiful with clamps on your nipples and clit." His fingers left his cock and squeezed her clit, the stab of pain from it made her moan and sob. She pressed her pelvis against the sofa, wanting. "Crap like that makes me embarrassed to be a man, they're traitors to their sex," I said. "They were more true to their chromosomes than you are to yours," Sheila hugged my shoulder. "Since our mothers swung down from the trees, we've lived in a world where the male spreads his seed at will. 'No' was never an option for the females of our species. At least not until we evolved. As a race, mankind has been firing on half of its cylinders for most of our existence when one gender or another is. We look deep into each others eyes as we feel the rising tide between us, the grunts deeper, more animalistic, more urgent as the act takes us over. Your legs come down off my shoulders and lock round my waist, trying to hold me into you as together we reach that point where I’m trying to spear your heart on the end of my rampant cock. I cry out as I spurt deep, deep, deep inside you where once the first burst would have made you instantly pregnant. Our age makes that impossible now, but also.