Shorter even than Denise, she looked almost boyish in her slim almost too skinny small frame, near if not truly flat-chested with bright red, closely ...ropped hair, an equally slim oval face. But Amy had eyes that were the biggest, brightest most incredible shade of blue Jason had ever seen on a woman. And... they were naturally so.Denise fumbled with the patio lock briefly, and then led everyone inside. "We need to keep the lights off," she reminded everyone. But with a full moon, the. This thing had tits, violet, bee-stung lips, and not a speck of hair, unless you counted the rather short, bone like projections that curve like licks of small flame or a quick textured brush stroke. Female, she supposed, if a thing of particles and light had sexes. Fuck if she knew.“What’s your name,” Willow asks.Trill, trill, trill, name tasted on her tongue, too alien to comprehend.The being shrugs perfectly formed shoulders.Aurora.“Aurora?” Willow shakes her head, laughs more. Of course it. I miss the cuddling up naked almost as much as the orgasms. And I miss having someone else desire me.My masturbation usually involves reading a sex story or two, then watching progressively hotter movie clips and finishing off on a scene that I found the hottest during that session. Sometimes I'd take pictures of myself, sometimes I'd lay in the tub and piss myself, sometimes I'd finger my ass, but mostly it was the stories and move shorts that bring me off. I also developed a sex toy from a. "You know... when youget all domineering like that... I get all tingly and passive. Not onlydo you expect me to become your wife, you want me to become yourobedient wife. What if I want a career, too?" Oh, sweetie, being a housewife will be your career. It's a perfectlylegitimate occupation. And if you ask me, you housewives don't getnearly enough appreciation and recognition in our society. I promise youthat, as your female husband, I'll never take you for granted." Let's table the housewife.