Long afternoons, sometimes whole nights, I would spend entwined in Amy's arms and legs. Clenched, cradled, caught and cocooned in her chariot of fire....And what a fire—-it consumed me, but like a phoenix I would rise again from the flames of her passion, and I dwelt in heaven when I dwelt in her.We had just completed a bout of what I can only describes as the most wonderful love making that I had ever been fortunate to receive. We were both left gasping and shuddering by the soul shaking. "We can't do anything on our end. Your mother'scontacting the technical people. Maybe they can fix things on their endautonomously, and maybe we'll have to stop by the MORE office in person.How do you feel?"Trevor scratched his head and sat on the couch. His mother looked back tothem and whispered angrily into her ARM. "I feel fine," he said. "But Ilook like a metrosexual version of myself. It's pretty weird. Is this,like, a glitch? Maybe I'll be back along the 'basic enhancement'. We can’t have you in a sexy dress and call you Anthony, can we?”I blushed but smiled. She led me into the bathroom and pulled the elastic band holding my ponytail. My hair cascaded down to my shoulders. We went into the bathroom and I stepped into the shower while Zoe undressed. She joined me in the shower, stroking my cock slowly. Zoe lovingly washed my body, taking extra care of my bald cock and balls. She shampooed my hair and kissed me passionately as we washed. I took the opportunity to. We paused occasionally to rest and talk to each other. The only times we even left the bedroom was to go to the bathroom or briefly find something to snack on.It wasn't that she was a nymphomaniac. But she had years of sexual catching up to do and she wanted to experience everything her heart desired. So like dedicated scientists, we locked ourselves in our lab and experimented.Anna never made the slightest attempt to control her vocalizations. She screamed louder than I'd ever heard her voice.