So, Josh stammered "what ever man" and turned to walk into the bathroom. After a few minutes the steam began to pour out of the shower and R.J. sneak...d in to the bathroom to pour some cold water over the top for a prank. Josh was indeed doing what he had been told not too! R.J. was mesmerized as he saw Josh' s glistening body writhing as he furiously stroked his member. After a few moments R.J. looked down and was not very surprised to see his cock was straining against shorts. He could not. “Millennia ago there were predators that competed against you humans and that kept your numbers down. But you couldn’t have that ... so you killed them all. Simply because you wanted what they had. Those you couldn’t hunt to death you took their land and drove them out ... even if they were your own kind.”I gave him a look.“It’s true,” he said, “Subhuman ... third class things taking up what should belong to you. Interlopers. Less than you.”“Okay,” I said. “We’re not all like that.”“What if I. “Do you jack off while you fantasize about me doing this?” I asked as I imagined my husband pumping his cock. There was something very sexy about imagining my husband jacking off while fantasizing about me. “Yes, all the time. Can you promise me that you won’t get mad if I tell you something?” “As long as it is just fantasy, I promise, I won’t get mad.” “I imagine that the song ends and you bring him over to the bar to introduce me to him. I shake his hand, the hand that moments ago was all. Droll was it to see that clumsy fat figure of her’s flop down on the foot of the bed, opposite to the closet door so that I had a full front view of all her charms.Her paramour sat down by her: he seemed to be a man of very few words, and a great stomach; for proceeding instantly to essentials, he gave her some hearty smacks, and thrusting his hands into her breasts, disengaged them from her stays, in scorn of whose confinement they broke loose, and sagged down, navel-low at least. A more.