"From the moment Shirley conceded that Bill was a victim of his mother just as she was, I think this outcome was on the cards. The fact that they felt...so deeply about each other and were thrown together again and rediscovered their love is wonderful for all of us. It makes building your relationship with your Father and your sisters so much easier."Ginny looked at me and asked hesitantly, "How much time do you think we are going to be able to spend with them when we go to college?" I have been. There's a difference between making love and fucking. Farm animals fuck because there is no love between them. With humans, if both partners do things with love and consideration for the other partner, it's not fucking, it's making love." I paused and looked at her and saw that she'd understood what I'd just said."The first night, I did things that brought you to an orgasm, and while the activity was delightful for me, I concentrated all my efforts on making sure you had an orgasm, even though. But that night, she was tired. And so he went to sleep.Again, though, she didn't. She went downstairs and poured a glass of Barolo, and again sat in the darkness, her phone in her hand. He hadn't called.Her stomach was in knots, even if she had drank enough to have some kind of courage. She dialed his number.And to her simultaneous relief and terror, John answered."Hello," he said, a completely normal thing to say when answering the phone. But she was speechless for a split second... unable to. I was going to have a tail now to make my birth canal passable by his offspring. Then he stopped stroking in and out and held me perfectly motionless. I was kept impaled on his organ for a long time before it started pulsing and twisting inside of me causing my body to writhe sometimes even lifting me from the table. As I glanced at the window I saw Mary applauding. I was being raped by this alien and she was enjoying seeing me in torment. The pulsing inside of me continued at an.