.. attach." You have no women?" I asked."Male and female as you know them do not exist for us. In our species, as we approach maturity, we seek out a...suitable partner or partners and exchange genetic sequences." He gestured toward an area on his side that looked more like a healed wound more than a opening. I decided that I really didn't want to know the details of how they accomplished exchanging genetic sequences."That is only done once in our lifetime. The other's genetic material is. ‘Ohhhhhh!!!’ she mewled, her body quivering, ‘We…Ohhhhhhh!!!…shouldn’t be doing…Ahhhhh!!!’ Tim pulled his wife to the cot that sat along the wall of the office while his hand continued teasing her vagina. He pushed his pants down, sat down on the cot, tugged Heidi’s slacks and panty hose down, then he pulled her onto his lap. His hand continued to stroke her moist opening. ‘Unnnnnhhhhhh!!!! Unnnnnhhhhhh!!!!’ Heidi moaned, her head lay on her husband’s shoulder and her hips moved urgently. “Well, I’m going swimming, and unless you stashed a pair of swim trunks in that pack of yours, the only way I can do that and not hike in soaked clothes is if I take them off. Are you coming in or not?”“Go skinny dipping together?” I asked.Cam looked at me with a slight smile, “Way to make it weird, bud.” Shaking his head, “With all of the sports you played in high school, you’re going to tell me that you have never showered around naked guys?”Taking a second to think about it, he was of course. Peter leaned forward with his face just inches from her prominent mound covered only by the thin cotton material and inhaled deeply. An electrical charge went from his nostrils directly to his cock. It was so much better than when he smelled his mother’s used panties — the fragrance was so much stronger.Peter pressed his mouth to the area and felt a wetness. He pulled away and looked at the undergarment. His finger pressed against it and validated the moisture. Mrs. Bentley was wet!.