" She glanced at thebox. "Is it genetic? Does it affect the structure? When you wereSeven, were you really a woman?"Danny felt his cheeks redden. ..."I don't know, but I suspect it isgenetic. And structure is totally, completely changed." He stared atthe floor. "And I was really a woman."Darla ignored Danny and stepped to the interface. "How does it work? DoI just touch the panel, like you did? Or can only you use it?" Shetouched the reddish plate and instantly the image changed. . Like a farmer on a stool next to his prize cow I alternatively pulled and squeezed and pumped stream after stream of fresh McLeod milk into the bowl Abby had positioned in front of herself.Abby's soft, little hand then started to pump me in time with my milking of her breasts. "Do you like having your caber tossed Master McLeod," my sister teased.As if she didn't know! "How much do we need," I finally asked after I'd half filled the container."That should be enough with the other I've got," she. My pussy, I want it in my pussy," she said then began to cry from fear and relief.“Spread ‘em for me!”Moving quickly, before she gave herself a chance of changing her mind, Annie laid back and parted her thighs. Mal, cock in hand, brought it to her juicy hole and a second later surged into her.Annie emitted a satisfied groan. A moment later Mal groaned as well and told her, “God, you're so wet and warm in there. You feel wonderful!”“I’d like a fast ride, driver,” she crowed, elated with the. Then later, she had entered his room, asking to borrow something. For the life of him now, he couldn't remember what, but he could still see her smiling face as he pulled the small towel from around her sexy body. Her protests were merely cosmetic for her legs opened just as soon as her body hit his bed, and her first orgasm started when his fingers found the right spot between them.He put his key in the lock and threw his bag into the corner of the hall. Shit, what a day, well that's the end.