Gentle squeezes, twisty-tweaks, and tugs, all the wonderful rhythm of her ever-rolling hips.It was a wonderful sight. Ashlynn Luker was looking down a... me with that distant, glassy-eyed look, her mouth partly open, panting and making little moans. I was balls deep in her, and she was working her hips making her hips and pubic hair ‘move’. I had orgasmed earlier in the shower, so I knew I could roll like this for some time. For her? Not as much, and it was starting to. “Are you sure?” he replied. He had done the same exact thing a few years ago and Ithink he regretted it, possibly deeply.“Not really,” I told him “but I want them to know, I am tired of sneaking around in the dark. I think part of the stress causing my hypertension is originating here.”“It probably is, but this may end up with you in a more stressful situation.” Shit. I hadn’tthought about that. “If you need a place to stay when this is over…”“Thanks, I’ll remember that,” I replied, not sure. Wrestling,writhing, tulip engulfing tulip, or invading it with penetrative sex. Asshe watched the planter and the male held the female while the malefucked it. Then the male and the female held the planter while thefemale fucked it. In each case, when the penetrating tulip climaxed,waves of peristalsis carried boluses of reproductive mass to the otherplant.Chastity had experience with some of this. She'd tasted the milt and thetadpoles.Then a free-for-all began. The male got the worst of most. Ethan seemed like a really nice guy, and the thought of having a friend seemed like a good idea, but Ethan brought so much more than the feeling of friendship in me, and that scared the shit out of me. I still couldn’t believe that he was my beautiful stranger, and I was still wondering how it was possible to meet a guy you just dreamt about. Thinking about the dream and about what Ethan had done to me made me blush, I tried to hide it from Ethan, but I got caught. His next piece of paper.