After putting her right index finger in her mouth to wet it, she touched it to the tip of his left nipple. She began to roll it around very gently. At...the same time, she kissed his right nipple, then opened her lips to let it slip between them. She felt him arch his back as she started to suck gently on it. Taking his left one between her thumb and middle finger, she tweaked and pinched it every so lightly. Glancing up, she saw him move his head from side to side as she felt his body stiffen.. Gordon might have been content with that, except for another conversation — this time one with Waxalin Feldain, the current bright star among the Primes in the Maga. While he was considered a materials and structural engineering genius, he had been, and remained, as Gordon was, a Mathematics Prime.They met through the datanet at first, but eventually spent hours arguing and laughing over their wilder ideas via holographic vid sessions."Its a shame we're not irilonic beings," Wax had said. "We. ..fuck....fuck....fuck... The force of his thrusts...the feeling of his wife's wet chamber...the sight of her white round ass flopping helplessly around beneath him...the pent up frustrations of his job, of his impotent attempts to even accomplish such a simple thing as impregnate his wife...all of these factors combined to force his cock further up inside his wife's body than he had ever gone before. And when, after a few fevered uncontrolled minutes of this rutting, he finally pushed. "You stare at me as if I were the devil himself, Greenway. What's to do?"The other card players looked up from their cards, sensing some sport; they knew that he and I were not the best of friends. Really, I was in no state to play games with him, but the brandy was working to my disadvantage, and I replied."My pardon. I was not aware I was staring at you -- but if the cap fits..."There was some laughter at the table, and Braxton-Clark went white with anger, but managed to contain himself."I.