In a physical sense Beatrice was no less the woman she used to love. Even now she was aware that Beatrice was a machine—indeed a machine of superior...intelligence—it was difficult to reconcile that insight with the simple physical presence of a woman with such beautiful skin, such tender lips and such a welcoming vagina.Furthermore, Beatrice was absolutely right that Nadezhda hadn't made love to anyone for a long time. She'd only had two lovers on the Intrepid. One was Beatrice who she now knew. "She started to suck me, but I have had 19-year-old virgins give a better blow job. I moaned. I praised her. "Oh, Baby. That's the best I've ever had." But it wasn't. It was average, at best.I pulled her back up and pushed her onto her back. I mounted and waited for her to guide me in. She didn't. I finally reached down, took my dick, and placed it the the entrance of her pussy. I slowly slid into her while I looked in her eyes.I fucked Bridget. She just laid there. I know she was kind of. She got serious and looking anywhere else but at me, said. “I haven’t been with anyone else since I last was with you and Febe and I was so excited then that I let my feelings overwhelm me. I’d understand if you felt that that wasn’t the proper thing for a brother and sister to do. I don’t want to make a mess of your life as well as mine.” Tears started to roll down her cheek then.I walked over to her and slowly helped her to stand up and I took her straight to my room and closed the door. Neva. Ever so slowly it probes at the opening and pushes, feeling resistance. But soon the walls succumb, expanding slightly and allowing entry. And the penis penetrates Josie, a feeling of elation taking over Philippe’s entire body. Josie’s back arches with pleasure and Philippe slips his right arm underneath, the hand grabbing at her skin. As his penis moves in, already further than the tongue had gone, even in its most valiant efforts, Philippe’s head moves down toward Josie’s, his cheek against.