I stood up and felt my cock rub against the scratchy inside of my suit trousers. As I looked at myself in the mirror, an involuntary sob escaped me. ...I always felt so smart, so invincible in my office clothing. Now as I looked at my reflection, I felt only the mark of slavery on me. My stubby ridiculous head looked back at me and all the rich boy clothing in the world couldn’t hide it. Hairless and without underwear, I felt somehow exposed. Vulnerable. Inferior.I walked towards the. What happened, happened as circumstances dictated and as humans responded, with all our imperfections and all our mistakes. But I did find myself wanting to draw sympathy from Em, primarily for ‘being abandoned’ by my wife. Was I? I don’t know to this day. Em listened, without judgement, I think, I didn’t know at that point that her story would be at least on a par with mine. Having finished Em said That was twelve-and-a-half minutes so I’m having that amount too. And off she went. I’ll tell. "Understood. I'm onit," a firefighter yelled at her. "Be careful! The building's going tocollapse any minute!"Lady Bullet flew higher to get a better view of the building. Green smokewas bleeding through the windows and onto the ground. She scanned thebuilding, and her HUD showed the thermal signatures of the humans stillin the building. The apartment was nearly full and many of the residentswere laying unconscious in their rooms. A gas mask folded over LadyBullet's face and Lady Bullet. So, begging William to lean well over Mamma's back and frig her clitoris, I quickly jumped up behind him and kneeling, lubricated my prick with my spittle, then applying its point to the tight little orifice presented to my joy, and which I had first kissed and sucked with my tongue, I gently glided into the aperture, not without difficulty. However, by patience and gentleness, I at last accomplished a complete insertion, then desiring him to imitate the delicious wriggle of Mamma's backside, I.