From the time he had unselfishly saved me, a stranger, from that bear on the trail, Bo had been an enigma for me. My frustrations with men and my cal... confidence with Bo; my wariness of motives with men and my complete trust with Bo; and, my yearning, wanting to find love with a man but feeling only conditions, motives, and agendas with men while feeling unconditional acceptance with Bo. Society had established acceptable relationships for the two species, now those standards could be. She let out an actual moan. I continued to lick her insides. My fingers traced and touched. My tongue probed and licked and tasted. She was so sweet. After a while of driving her crazy she was starting to thrash and buck a little. The time was perfect. I reached my thumb up and started rubbing hard circles on her clit. Again, she jumped like I’d plugged her into a wall socket. I continued that while she jumped and thrashed. Then it was time to finish her off. I leaned up closer and took her. "Jackson?" he asked, the pitch of his voice rising in surprise and shock. "Yes," she replied. "It's me. I've . . . uh . . . changed." "I can see that," Braxley replied. "But why?" "It is our job to see that the human race survives. And to do that, we needed a woman." She walked over to Braxley and took his hand lovingly in hers. "We are going to have to start things over again." She lifted herself on her tiptoes and kissed him with all the passion she could muster. It surprised. Bolstered by the wine and feeling invincible, I choose to try and do both! Well, when both are equally enticing what's a man supposed to do? I needed a quiet word with Dave to say ‘OK, but later, after some recovery time. I needed to pull the same ‘lads helping lads’ trick he had done on me earlier in the week to get me to go out while he ‘entertained a friend’ and got me to agree not to mention it to Claire.While on another topping up run, I saw Dave just coming out of the bathroom and.