I used to go my university regularly same old studies same old pattern of life, work and just work but there was something going deep inside me. A voi...e of someone who wants to meet his soul mate someone in me was craving for love. I always used to pray to make me meet with the one who can love me like anything because I don’t believe in these hook up sites as most of the people there are just sex starved in all this jeopardy of mine.I actually dint notice that I have already got my partner. He. We then get a code number and network identity. Nearly all of us choose to join. It's a very happy club and we can come and go as we please."My cock and pussey twitched with pleasure at the thought of being able to call up Margaret or my centaur friends by simply twiddling their pusseys from some remote place or, alternatively, having my own cock 'squeezed' by them. If all my friends had this device it would be an excellent communication net. It was another factor I resolved to discuss with. Bill's expression was one of ... well, Shirley had seen it often enough on her husband's face, and it was obvious Bill was in fact fully heterosexual despite Tom's occasional questions on that subject. They had been kind, understanding questions, but still...It was Ai, though, that drew Shirley's eyes. The creature's expression was that of open amazement and delight. She was leaning forward, hands on her knees, taking both the music and Julie's rhythmic movements. Noticing the newcomers, Ai. In other words, I was to talk her through it. That wouldn't be so difficult. Castrations are done by farmers everyday (of course on cows and pigs). We talked some time about the operation. "You know something?" she said. "I'm going to miss his balls. You don't know how much fun they are to torment. I like to put weights on them and watch them stretch. And when I bend him over to put a whip to his backside, it's exciting to watch his balls dangle between his legs. It gives me something to.