"What, why?" I asked. "I love cum," she said. "It's so good to feel it in me or on me, to smell it, to taste it." I began caressing her breasts and sa...d: "I can offer you a few other things you can feel, smell and taste." Martina moaned again. "God, I could fuck all day long."I laughed. "Well, what's keeping you?" She looked at me. "But you like it too, right? It's very important to me that you like everything we do." I laughed again. "Don't worry," I said. She smiled and sat up. We had drifted. He hadn’t looked at her as he did now nor grown so large until he caught her staring at him. A shiver of desire ran down her spine and her cunnie tingled.When she looked up again, Gazza was pulling on his jeans, clean socks and then he sat down to pull on his boots. He had decided he’d keep the boots, as they were comfortable and worn in. “Bette, do I need a coat?” he asked as he did up the laces on his boots.“No, it has just turned summer here and is the start of a new year. While the weather. He instructed everyone to go hands-off and stand back so that he could get a reading with less interference from other bodies, grunting in surprise as I quickly settled into more-or-less normal rhythms.He was muttering to himself as he disconnected me. “Jon, I’m going to want to check you more thoroughly later, when things settle down and it’s quiet. There are still a few minor anomalies, but you’re mostly normal. It’s the damnedest thing I ever saw, simply unheard of. It just doesn’t happen;. I had hoped we'd leave but she said I had to go the other way and whenthe cars stopped, I was to walk over and talk to the guys. I protestedbut she again seemed to be in control and she said it was a long walkhome. I was a bit pissed but agreed to do what she asked. I finished mycigarette and looked at her and she motioned for me to start walking.I walked past her and on to the sidewalk. I had only walked down a fewbuildings away when a large car slowed and stopped. The window was openand the.