”Anne giggled and slapped me on the chest, “Georgie, you are terrible. Now love me and make me sure that this is not a dream.”I surprised her by...lifting myself up and flipping her onto her back, keeping my dick in her. She gasped and then giggled. “This is what you want? Well then I want it too, take me my love, my husband.”I began to slam my dick into her and she responded by slamming her hips up into me. My dick was a blur as it jackhammered into my sweet Anne. We sucked, we rutted, we mated,. The next morning, we were once again asked to visit with the Principal. We walked in together and sat down.“Today, I wish to speak to Miss Knowles, if that’s all right with you, Mr. Summers?” he said.“Do you wish me to step out, Sir?”“No reason, Becky – are you and Mr. Summers a couple?” he started.“As a matter of fact, we are sir,” she responded. I expected him to ask this at some point.“Were you before this ‘Project’ started?”“Yes, sir – we have known each other since 4th Grade, we have. Some said Tuathan had dryad blood flowing through our veins to account for the red hair that cropped up in most of our race. My black hair was a rarity.Of course, our skin was pale and fair, not woody-brown.The girls explained they tried to help free their friend, but the dryad chased them off by awakening other trees. The last they saw, Viora was being carried off up the valley. The girls were both breathless, describing everything in detail.“It does sound like a dryad,” I whispered to Fiona.. "Ok well I'm about to teach you how to havefun with your wiener when ever you want to." I told him. I then took hissilky smooth little pecker in my fingers and rubbed him till he was fullyhard. I then got into position behind him and took his hand andpositioned it in the rite way around his dick. He had it clinched in hisfingers and I showed him how to slowly stoke his hand back and forth.After a few strokes I removed my hand from his and he kept on stroking."How's it feel?" I whispered in his.