"This place is messing with your head. If you think I'm gonna...with him...you're..." Generous? Giving? Horny? Maybe all of the above?"Joan shook her ...ead at Greg, but once again she was clearly not unhappy. Greg smiled at her sparkling eyes. He let the subject drop, but, deep down, he knew it wasn't over.—That evening, before dinner, sitting outside on her private ocean-view veranda, Joan sipped on her room-service iced tea. Greg wandered out, buttoning his shirt after a quick shower. "First. I could feel her vagina walls clamping down on my cock and knew it wasn't going to take much to get her off again. I reached up and squeezed those beautiful puffies as she started to ride me easily at first and then picked up the pace bouncing hard on me and she then let out a loud moan as her pussy grabbed my cock and she closed her eyes and came. I turned her over on her back and spread her legs and slid my cock into her dripping pussy. She moved to meet me and I started to thrust myself. Genetic modifications performed on the emperor in that time assured a number of things for the future of mankind.Each emperor would have only one male child, conceived as their eternal genetic controls sensed their demise. The male child would be conceived the six standard cycles (One cycle representing about three earth years) before the child would reach maturity and the previous emperor would die.The emperor's genetic code is fluctuating and complex, mutating frequently as evolutionary. “Are you getting hard because you like me in this robe?” “No, that wasn’t it,” Enis answered truthfully. Sharon slid her fingers up to her chest, grabbing the hem of the robe and sliding her fingers slowly downward. The move parted her robe down the middle, revealing some of her womanly curves, her belly button, and on down to the redness of her crotch. “Is this better, baby?” she asked again. “It’s getting there,” Enis replied, indicating the growing tent in his pants with his eyes. .