My mother wasthere by my side. I was even too weak to raise my arms and hug her. Itwas she who took me in her arms and held me close and tight. Now si...years later I was finally remembering it all and dealing with it like Ishould have long ago.I came aware of my immediate surroundings once again as I felt a handwiping away my silent tears. I opened my eyes and there was Sylviasmiling, but with a look of concern in her eyes.I smiled back and said, "Oh, I was just remembering that time I. When the first light of dawn broke through the partially open blinds, I was sandwiched between their beautiful flanks on both sides. I was still awake exhausted from repeated journeys up both their happy pussies and their glorious rear doors. I could see the evidence of our physical coupling between their lovely legs and allowed my fingers to roam along their tempting curves with lingering desire.I rose naked from the bed to cross to the door because a low knock drew my attention. It turned out. ." I started."Not to Jeremy's overseer. You have to understand why his overseer chose Jeremy as the subject of his experiment. Jeremy is what you or I would have referred to on old Earth as a 'prick'. He is close to the textbook definition of a sociopath without actually being one. His overseer used Jeremy to help define the human race. The overseer felt such disdain for humanity that he gave Jeremy every tool he could get away with giving him, so that Jeremy would show how unworthy humanity. “I love sticky, sugary cream. I bet you have a sweet cunt.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Magnolia Savage, President Femme Allure, Inc.Annalee squealed, eager to have her pussy licked by the senator. I never bothered licking Annalee's pussy. The bimbo existed to please me, not the other way around. But Delilah loved pussy. She devoured it any chance she could. I was more of a pillow queen. I preferred receiving then giving.But I did love to give a nice, hard dildo to a woman. To fuck her, to make.