This frees both men and women from the fear of being deserted. And all while maintaining their core, underlying personality. We think it'll result in ... more stable family, and by extension, eventually lead to a better society."Richard whistled. "What gives you the right to play god?"Claude laughed. "The right? Nothing gives me the right to play god. I have developed technological tools. Several in fact. I would say I have the duty to use those tools for maximum good. Eventually, someone else. ” Sara whispered, “Don’t forget, be naked when you bring coffee into us tomorrow and no erection,” she continued, “I want Joe to see your little limp cock.” “Understood baby,” I whispered, “Can I squeeze your ass before you go to bed?” “No my cuck, my ass is Joe’s tonight, my body is Joe’s and he will see my new sexy lingerie that we bought just for him,” Sara whispered and kissed me goodnight. She took Joe’s hand and walked him upstairs to our bedroom. I spent the next four hours listening. Several of his friends fancied her totally and weren’t shy about telling him how cute they found her. He always feigned disgust at the thought, but of course he was turned on. Sometimes he’d heard boys in his year talking about her when they didn’t know he could hear – he’d even got into a few fights when he’d heard boys saying how bad they wanted to fuck her. But of course he loved that too and the fact others found her as hot as he found her somehow made him feel just a little less bad. The continuing pressure on her clit kept her cum going, lasting and lasting. Her eyes were shut tight, as she concentrated on the wonder of it.Myrna relaxed slowly, her mind clear, hearing the crickets, the wind, the lapping of the water, his breathing. She waited for him to pull it out of her, but he just lay there, still supporting himself on his elbows, his cock still deep inside her. She let her eyes open, and he was staring at her. "D-d-did you like it? I can g-go longer the second time..