The rod travelled through space for an eternity. Billions of years passed it by. The construction of a billion galaxies, a trillion stars, a near infi...ite supply of planets and asteroids and debris.It found itself inside exploding stars; on planets burning alive; on worlds so cold the only movement could be found in asteroid strikes every few hundred years.Eventually, the rod travelled to a new system. This time, though, it found something.Life.In its infinite travels, the rod had developed a. I loved listening to the sweet flesh music of his hand on his cock. It made me moan and wiggle against him as I reached back to spread my ass for himgod, he loved that!and arch my back so he could aim his cock at the tender little rosebud of my asshole. That usually sent him over the edge, my hands opening myself to him that way, and he would grunt and thrust and spill his cum deep into the crack of my ass. Those were the days I really needed a shower. I was the queen of fast showers, with a. It was a Barbie doll. For the next 30minutes I went over to retrieve presents which included dolls, somelittle girl makeup, frilly dresses, a baby doll nightie etc. untilthere were only 2 boxes left. One was large and heavy and the other wasquite small. Daddy told me to crawl over and get the small box and as Icrawled back I noticed that Daddy had unzipped his pants and he wasslowly stroking himself.I opened the box, pushed aside the tissue paper and inside was a tubeof Vaseline and a box of. .. my best friend and I love her too and she's so good to me.... but I just can't do without guys. I guess I'm kind of a slut, or something..." She finished with a short, rueful laugh. "Hey-- stop right there. No. Enjoying sex-- and even needing it on some level-- that does NOT make you a slut. It makes you human. We are ALL sluts, right?" "I guess I should have said, like, nympho or something? Um... I think I kind of need sex more than most girls. It's why I... Um. Well, I guess.