We were mostly asleep when a loud wordless cry sounded within our web, and that brought us all wide awake. It was her again, but this time it wasn't a... assault on our shields, it was a desperate call for help. We all felt her pain and panic as she earnestly reached for the hidden forces of the world to guide and support her in her time of need. We just happened to be closest, and perhaps the most attuned to her, so we started automatically focusing on her and sending what help we could.Then,. She said she didn't want any little Jimmies crawling around."This pissed me off. I took Bertha's remark personally. She obviously didn't think I was good enough for her niece. After the first time we had taken precautions and we weren't going to take undue risks. I didn't say anything.After New Years we settled back into our routine. Ardy intensified her project and I buckled down in an attempt to finish the school year strong to please her."Giant breakthrough!" Ardy announced one night. Ellen. ” I wanted to cry, I couldn’t believe what she was saying to me. Even worse, I couldn’t believe I was still hard. She placed the fleshlight against the head of my cock and waited there. “Well, are you going to show me you’re a big boy and not a sissy?” I tried to push forward and found I couldn’t get the force. I sank forward so I was on my hands and knees, then tried again. My cock slid into the plastic sleeve and I groaned at the sensation. I was so built up, I didn’t think it would matter. "Yeah, I thought that's where you were going withthis. I've seen those magazines you two have been reading: Girl+, andAnnabel! - and I can't say I entirely approve." It's the latest development in feminism, though! As long as men see usas... as creatures to be penetrated and themselves as being thepenetrators, there's always going to be a culture of dominance!" But... you're removing the one thing that makes you a woman." Sorry, but I disagree. It's our experiences, our personalities, and.