Occasionally she made comments like “She’s got nice tits, hasn’t she? Would you like to stick your cock between them?” and “What do you thin... her cunt tastes like?” and (my favourite) “She has such a nice arse, Danny. Don’t you think it would look good covered in your spunk?” all in a voice that suggested she was talking about nothing more interesting than the weather. I came, hard, all over my stomach and chest. She gave me a brief smile and left the room, taking the magazine with her. With. The day is going to come when anyone can walk into a Wal-mart and buy an EZ Bake oven and put a DNA sample in, and it will convert it to stem cells and grow them into a baby. And do you know what is going to happen then? Some woman, some soon to be very famous woman, will get a hold of the DNA of some man whom she hates, and she will clone ten babies of him, and leave them on his doorstep with a note saying ‘Your DNA. Your babies. Your responsibility.’ And do you know how men across the world. It was warm and thick and sweet tasting and she wanted more.They laid out the rest of the day and fingered and sucked each other and Matt sucked her tits and licked and tongue fucked her pussy as she stroked his cock and sucked him another time. Neither could take their hands or mouth off each other. As evening came they got up and walked naked to the house and got in the shower together. They washed each other and stroked each other then went to the kitchen and had dinner naked. Neither wanted. "I looked at the cute girl, "go with me?"Petre shrugged, "her people have little use for females. Her father was going to drown her when her mother got pregnant last year."I looked at him and he shrugged, "strange people, women are not worth much."I looked at the Cherry when she walked in and knew she was in her teens. The small room I followed her to was tiny with one bed. She hesitated before undressing, "Petra never let a man have me before."Her Russian was broken but she smiled. I slowly.