There is something erotic and sexy about a womans touch, so gentle and soft, but firm. As the exam continued my cock was definitely getting hard, and ...he held it down with the palm of her left hand, and I thought I could feel a momentary squeeze, probably my imagination, but it sure did feel good, besides the warmth of her palm was good. This part only lasted about a minuet or so, but the effect was lasting. Only when she said “I need a closer look at a spot”, then picking up her loop she. She moaned deeply, burying her face in her hands in delight. As I thrust deeply but slowly back and forth, she pressed her breasts on the towel on the floor, bringing a hand to her clitoris, and feeling it in an almost entirely new feeling. It felt more sensitive to her, and even though she was rubbing herself the same circular way she always had, it felt different, and more intense. She gasped for air as I suddenly began pounding her faster, just as deeply, letting her feel the whole length of. No matter how hard she was fucked, no matter where they grabbed her and pushed her against the wall in the library, the back of the bus, the front of the bus. However many men teamed up to take this gorgeous spunky little blonde, she would spit. even when they fucked her to the point of making her pass out for a second or two, she would wake up and spit, and go about her day.It only drove the men around her more determined, one man he must of been 6 foot 11, 350lbs of pure muscle a bouncer at a. "Follow me Shephatiah," I said simply and turned and headed out the door. I heard the faint sounds of her rising and walking behind me.We reached the inner bedroom of my private quarters a few minutes later. I looked at the clock. It was already past 11 AM. Abigail and I had had several lengthy discussions about what I should do now, tell Shephatiah beforehand that she was not an eternal virgin, or wait until after her purge cycle when she would have the physical proof of her memories. Abigail.