No poetry. No sensitivity. It was carnal desire expressed in its most primal terms. Want. Craving. I rose to my elbows, then pushed her onto her back....I loomed over her and she giggled like a schoolgirl. I bit at her lips with a hard kiss, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth, tangling with hers. I parted her legs with mine, knees driving hers apart. I reached between us and rubbed the head of my cock along her slit. She was drenched with herself, swollen and hot. I rubbed the head of my. He slid a wet finger into me and I moaned for him, taking his cock from my mouth and licking passionately at his tip. I was completely his. My hungry mouth took his beautiful brown cock back in and I went down on him as far as I could, getting his hard dick down my throat. “Oh yeah, suck me!” Marc said and I urgently speed up my pace, wanted desperately to make him cum. Wanting desperately to taste his cum. He said, “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum” and I moaned. I made slutty “mmmm, mmmm” sounds. He helped off her bed, then told her to kneel at the edge, her upper body laid on the mattress and her knees were on the carpeted floor. He spread her legs and tied the rope around her knees, then to separate bed posts. Moving from side to side, John looked at her ass, it was so taut and round, her crotch and her butt were the only pale white areas on her otherwise golden-tan, trim athletic body. He reached out his hand and caressed her ass, it was so silky smooth, his fingers slid into the. . Depending on the material, I can pull a kilogram of room-temperature matter down to a Bose-Einstein condensate in about thirty seconds. That should be it, no more heat to pull. But kinetic-wise, it still felt as if I were pulling. With my sense now able to observe at the quantum level, I could finally see what was going on. I was "popping" the quanta, my word for it, popping the leptons and bosons into oblivion.I guess Einstein would be pleased, E = m c squared stands true, even in my insane.