Then, she had been full of angst. It hadn't been a good thing at all. This, though... this was very different. She felt like a real woman for the firs... time in her life. This was something she could do three times a day. She realized all those girls who had said fucking was irrisistable, once you'd done it, were right. She did not, however, feel one iota like a slut. She looked at her father, lying there, his face slack, in sleep. She felt an upwelling of love in her chest.She looked over at. Standing back so she could see her whole body her reflection showed asomewhat busty slightly effeminate looking teenaged boy. While herbreasts were big for a boy any questions could be explained away. Hercuriosity aroused she reached down, grasped her balls and squeezed themwatching in fascination as the penis jumped. "Oops I better stop that," she thought. She pressed the air release andthe penis shrank back. Quickly she moved over to the bed and hurriedlydressed. Throwing the other. Half were from "regular" crew members and the other was from our group.Their ship AI had been confused because the data from the crew was incompatible while ours had been deemed very close. The captain asked why there were two distinctly different versions of genetic markers in our race. This was also news to us and required an investigation.We queried our AI and found that the information was there but hadn't been imparted to us. Kip (the AI) explained that he had believed we already knew. It. I fucked into her harder and harder with a strong determination to cum fast. I didn't take forever when there was a girl waiting her turn to fuck me, but I didn't rush through it either. Sometimes, I was so pent-up and eager that I fucked hard and fast right away. I couldn't see any pattern though because there was no reason to be pent-up. I had sex at a minimum of once or twice a day and usually the latter, but I still felt pent-up sometimes."Oh, Jack," moaned Tiffany. "Fuck!" She exclaimed.