“When will mankind learn, protein barriers need not be broken. You could simply leave the eggs in peace!”“You are being silly,” Lou said, stic...ing a thermometer in the deer steaks.“You do know that I can digest them raw, right?” she asked. “And I think you can too.”“Yes, but the cooking makes them taste better. And they’re healthier. And more efficient.”“Hurmph!” Bea scoffed. “It sounds as if it is merely an excuse for gastrointestinal laziness.”Lou saw that the steaks would take a few more. It was her mind shouting as his cock moved inside her like a piston on an engine. He was ruthless, merciless, implacable. But she soon felt something was changing and felt the pain going away.“Do you feel it, Miss Marvel? Do you feel ME?”. Sure, the Doctor was in serious need of establish himself as worthy of the treasure he was unfairly enjoying. He was going in and out of that beautiful woman asshole, looking at the gorgeous body he was controlling. His eyes wandered around her body. He could. I gently washed her chest and my crotch, cleaning up most of the mess, then climbed into bed beside her for an afternoon nap.The bedside clock read 6:45PM when I woke to the sound of the shower starting. I climbed out of bed and joined Jen in the shower. We teased and washed each other a bit. By unspoken agreement, though, we were saving ourselves for later that night. I think we both realized this had been a very special trip, a very special day, and that tonight was sort of an exclamation. We twirled tongues and moaned as her half-open legs widened as she rested her sexy legs atop the sink and pulled my body in.I was between her legs as we kissed with one hand squeezing her tits and playing with her erect nipples while the other played roughly with her ass, smacking it and squeezing her tight flesh just feasting on how gorgeous she was.She began to moan as I squeezed her body parts gently. I lowered her panties to her thighs too. She started to breathe heavy but slow as she gazed.