Then begin to separate the inner lips. My finger enters her to the second digit. She takes a deep breath and sighs. I withdraw to the first digit then...probe the full length of my finger in her. Her lips surround my finger and hold it firmly. Again I marvel at how tight, soft, firm and smooth a woman's love box is. I feel her gripping my finger, yet it is so soft.Finally the lubricant dries out. I get up and kneel on the floor in from of her. Placing both hands under her cheeks I bring her body. The women soon figured that if they kept this up they would run out of men soon. Fortunately the power raises the IQ of the women. They now use all their brains making even the dumbest women's IQ in the 4 digits. They created generic engineering to clone men so they won't run out. This way they could destroy as many as the wanted. Some men were made just for that purpose. They were called the HUNTED. Men made for women to make out some of there most deadly wishes. Other cocks were enlarging to. But I think it had more to do with him than with her. I never quite knew how to take Joe. He’s reasonably good looking, though he doesn’t appeal to me. He’s intelligent. He graduated from a good university and went right to work for a very reputable firm making pretty good money. Cassy loves him so I guess he’s alright.But I always thought that there was something about him that was ... I don’t know. It was like something was missing. Or maybe it was more along the lines that I got the. I will get a clean shift from the line to replace your unsuitable remnants."When Cassie came back to the river, she found the young widow up to her nipples in the water washing her long black hair in the rushing current."I also brought you some of the goat's soap we made just yesterday. It works wonders in taking out all the dirt and it makes the skin feel new again."The widow smiled her gratitude and moved a little closer to the bank to run the soap over her suddenly white skin. Cassie was.