I went to see one, but was a little disappointed. I guess it was because from my vantage point of a little more than a hundred years in the future, it...seemed a bit antiquated and unsophisticated. Still, I did enjoy the experience, over all.I did use my special abilities to move forward through time, then use modern transport to move through space, and then go back into the past again. I got tired of traveling 'native style'. Taking the steam train long distances soon loses its novelty. After. I’m sawing my hips back and forth, in time with Dennis's movements, and have soon sunk into her as far as I can go. Robin breaks off the kiss, when I strike bottom, and reaches down to where we are connected. She splits her fingers on either side of my cock, and then looks at me in surprise at how much still remains outside of her. At least two inches stand pointing to the strip of red hair above her pussy."Oh, fuck, that thing is big," she moans. I know Dennis is no small guy himself, and hope. .. shake it... wiggle your fingers... let them see a big smile on your face.... that a girl... don't be so stiff acting... that a girl. Hold that pose." By now the guys looked like they were trying to fly. Goofy guys! Finally, Mom said I could stop.By the end of the day, we were all beat. I felt more like I'd been on a real safari than just to the zoo. I mean it was scarier going out dressed like a girl than going out to hunt lions.When we got home, it was after seven. We'd stopped for chicken. But she was happy. Satiated.They were both reluctant to break the embrace and they continued to kiss and explore each other with their tongues, lips and fingers. David helped Jennifer remove her jacket and lifted the camisole off her body. He unclasped her brassiere and found her large soft breasts with his fingertips and then his mouth.Neither had said a word; they were lost in their post-coital reverie. Jennifer felt her bruised and swollen pussy begin to moisten with renewed excitement;.