We had also possibly ceased our own individual existences, which isn’t necessarily possible if you’re reading this, but entirely possible if you a...en’t. Forgive my future-humor. futumedy? Comiture? Fu-com. That’s better. Regardless, One day I might travel back to your time again, which again, could cause my non existence. This is my attempt to chronicle my mission to solve the one problem we in the future have. You see, a contagion that began slowly but surely stunting growth throughout. I'd say, pretty sensitive. Look, you're hard again. Incredible. Think you can save it until after dinner? Thought we'd order pizza." Yeah, if you want." Maybe I'll do my special thing for you tonight. Find me some candles, we'll make it romantic, okay?" Oh, for sure. I can't wait." Well, you'll have to. Save up your cum, I want to see a lot of it tonight."So, Kristen ordered a pizza and we got dressed for when the delivery guy came. It seemed weird to have clothes on and I really missed looking. He smiles and then kisses me more aggressively than our past encounters. He is carrying a small paper bag. I ask him, “What is in the bag?” He says, “I am going to take care of you” and pushes me on the bed pulling off my shorts and underwear. He goes into the bathroom and returns with a towel that he places under me then pulls off my shirt. I am aroused but not fully erect. He tells me, “relax, I am going to clean you up.” He pulls women shave cream and a pink women razor out of the bag. He. She kissed her again, this time more intensely, Lana felt her body respond to Alexis's touch, she couldn't help it, she was at her mercy.Alexis moved downwards, kissing Lana's neck, a small moan escaped from Lana's lips. Alexis smiled to herself; she knew Lana was enjoying this as much as she was. Something about Alexis had Lana completely captivated. She felt deeper for Alexis then she had for anyone, which caused Lana to be extremely susceptible to Alexis's touch. Alexis pressed herself.