I was to learn that she and her sister were not "undersexed."What brought me to become friends with the Kazmareks is difficult to pin down. "Kaz" seem...d to me to be worldly wise, smart and well schooled in life and in public information as PR was called then. He treated me as a colleague and I think he took satisfaction in something of a mentoring role with a pliable young man. There was a paucity of male role models in my life. He and Connie were very much "people" persons who seemed to enjoy. “Earth man Daniel Shaw, am I right?” one of the trio asked me now.“That is correct, sir. Or ma’am. Whichever you are. No insult intended, of course. Thank you for the laser gun. It’s been ... fascinating to witness its effects, I assure you. Will there be a charge, a price for it? A cost? You left it on my front porch and didn’t exactly send me a bill yesterday. Thanks to you, I’ve met some great people, reunited with my ex-girlfriend, and even gotten engaged to this cutie here ... and right. Both of them came up next to me as I shuddered through this climax. They declared my shudders more like aftershocks as I would feel wave after wave of spasm working through my core. I loved having both of the guys holding me during this part. I can only imagine what facial expressions they share with each other because I was too far gone to take note. But they did offer soft caresses to help me ride through them.After a while we got up to wash up and we were all commenting “wow” over and over. “We had a lot of fun in here.”“We did, Master,” she moaned. “Oh, my god, please, please, breed your naughty teacher-slut’s nasty cunt!”She ripped open her blouse. She had no bra on. Her large breast swayed before her, her nipples dark-red and fat. They puckered hard from her wide areolas. She had a triangle tattooed on the inner slope of her left tit. In the top corner was printed a C while a C and a V were in the bottom corners.My mom had the same tattoo. The top C was for Clint, but not me..