’At around eleven p.m. he called for a taxi, after which I was safely transported back to my hotel. The hotel room that they had arranged for me was...wonderful, and I had never seen such a large king-sized bed. In fact, judging by its size it should have been referred to as an ‘emperor’ bed. Never before had I enjoyed such a wonderful night’s sleep, despite all the vodka.The following day, it was business as usual. During lunch, Lilly and Geny were amazed to find, that although I was in my. The girls would play with themselves in each others company and occasionally have heavy make out and grinding sessions. But, they were more friends than anything else. The sexy pictures were sent back and forth more as a way to evaluate and critique their bodies and give them selves compliments about their sexiness. It was just fun girlfriend stuff.In Craig's room he had climbed into the bed after a shower and was stroking his cock while Sarah talked dirty to him. She kept asking if daddy. Richard turned to Abby. ‘Now I have told you this, you aren’t going to go back, are you?’ ‘It’s nice to know that you are missed, but no, Richard, I am not going back. I have got my teeth into a new challenge here.’ Later after Abby had left, Maggie returned to the subject of Abby’s acumen. ‘She was good at her job, was she?’ Richard slowly nodded his head. ‘Yes. Bernard let on more than I mentioned to Abby. It would appear that as soon as she left her department suffered quite a reversal of. ”“Girls get horny,” I muttered.“Sounded like Pita got horny.” Tara grinned at me. “So don't worry about it.”“I just hope you're not going to be a mother in nine months,” Sara added.My stomach lurched. Futanari syndrome did mean I was firing real sperm. I could have bred Pita. Or Allie. My little sister wanted to be bred by her, but it would cause all sort of problems if I knocked her up.Tara and Sara scooped up their plates. They were about to leave.“It just... happened,” I said, on the verge.