She wiped her face first; then she cleaned down her neck, between her breasts, and finally wiped off her flat stomach.She sat up and scooted her hips ...ack, then leaned forward to clean my penis too. She was very gentle as she wiped me off.“Mmmmmm, I didn’t realize how much I missed that,” she sighed. “Especially when I don’t have a jackhammer between my legs,” she said, referring to the unlamented Randy.I looked up at Susan and saw that she had curled up on the couch. Her eyes were open, and. He took his hand away and squeezed some of the contents of the tube into his right hand and then rubbed it deliberately on his shaft, and his cock shone dully in the dim light from the faux Tiffany lamp on the sidetable. I leaned in so close that one of my nipples nearly grazed his ballsac and reached underneath his shirt and felt for one of his nipples, but he pulled my arm out gently with his other hand and made me sit on my haunches.“Watch,” he said, and leaned back into the sofa. He stroked. There had been television shows and movies in the past about time travel and parallel universes. None of that was in any way helpful to me now. How many other people would recall those same programs and come pestering me about them? They had made for exciting entertainment, but we had lived it.While thinking of what differences the outside world might cause us, I had entirely overlooked what differences the Compound might or would be making on the outside world. We were not the same. As if to. But I was enjoying being used. I loved it and I was hoping for more of the same.When everyone had finished, Paul carried me up to his room and lay me naked on the bed. He got between my legs and started to clean me with his tongue. It felt so delightful and loving. I had enjoyed the roughness of being used by 10 men and now it was nice to relax and enjoy another type of sexual delight, tenderness. As he sucked and licked at my pussy, gentle waves of pleasure washed over me. I thought to myself.