I wasn't the only one. I talked to/with the other girls. We were all very active, more so than I think anyone expected. Sex became very casual with us... and very frequent. If the average teenage girl had intercourse once or twice a year, and the promiscuous teenage girl had it once or twice a month, what could be said of us? I was having sex, and by that I mean intercourse, four to six times a week, and I was average ... That doesn't count the times there was more than one boy, or that I did it. My cock throbbed. My orgasm, feeding off the building pleasure in my mother's cunt, swelled. I was almost there. I plowed my cock into my mother's cunt. I had to be clean by now, her tight snatch buffing my dick to a shiny polish.“I'm going to pump so much cum into you, Mom!” I growled. And you're going to lick out every drop, Alexis!“Yes, yes, yes!” howled my sister, her body trembling. “Cum in mom and... Oh, Mom, yes, rub my clit and... and...”I felt my sister's orgasm burst inside of her.. Inspired by the body-changing serums she sought out the best man available to make genetic sex-change possible, Ruk. She required Ruk to achieve certain aims, such as allowing transformed men to conceive and bear children and a psychological sexual reorientation to female heterosexuality. But as a slaver she was intrigued by the idea of producing a superior type of slave girl. She reasoned that if a woman had the automatic sexual responsiveness of the typical male, carried over from her male. ”“And I’m Steve,” they announced.Karen’s forehead was already hurting from her eyes opening so wide. “Please, you’ve to save my baby!” She pleaded, gripping Steve’s arm.The rescue team took Karen’s blood pressure and other vitals while asking her questions about her health, then started a flow of oxygen to her through a nostril tube. Jim pulled the towel away from between her legs. Blood had started to coagulate and become sticky. Karen coughed, and a large pool of dark blood trickled out.The.