As I would come to understand this was pretty much exactly what the Holstein bull spent his days doing rather with four legged cows. I just kept quite...casually inserting myself, no worries or fuss and fucking. The bull would sniff around first to sense if the cows was ready, then mount, and quite quickly dismount because that poor bugger had no lasting power. Yet it didn’t seem to bother him because, again, he would just move to another female. Me too.I reminded myself of John’s cantor in. The panniers of the motorcycle contained several bottles of lubricant, hand cuffs, rope, copper wires, two 'e-stim' kits, a riding crop and some crocodile lips. There were certain other bits and bobs, each down to the individual Sex Kop's discretion.101's coms system crackled into life as she hurtled down the early evening freeway. Her pretty face was partially hidden by the mirror shades she wore and she parted her red lipsticked mouth parted as she listened to the controller and prepared to. But each time we came home to an empty house.We were okay with that, as by the time we approached our golden years, when most of our friends were busy with their grandchildren... we were busy with our vast wealth and apartment complex. When Gloria passed on my whole world ceased to exist. I barely ate, let alone show myself in public much more than sitting here on this very same bench and watching the little children laugh and play amongst the feet of their devoted parents.One little child. ”“That sounds like a lot of fun,” Justin chuckles.“You’re a barbarian,” Lumi remarks, her eyes settling back on the screen.“Most of my race is,” he says offhandedly.“Most of any race is,” she agrees. “But that’s why we have the Peace Corps, so that we can all live civilized lives.”“Well, at the very least,” Justin begins with a sigh, “these animal have some wild sex.”Lumi looks back at him, her face lighting up. “You’re right,” she breathes a little heavy. “It’s the only reason I watch these.