"That's enough big guy, lay down," Kristina said grabbing his head so he would leave her breasts alone. "It's Mommies turn to make you feel good." Her...ules flopped down on the carpet and Kristina started to rub his chest. She had done this to him ever since he was a puppy. He rolled onto his back with all 4 feet in the air like he always did. Her hands rubbed his chest and belly as she stared at the sheath where she knew his cock was. She had only seen the tip once or twice. Her hand continued. “With anyone, Chelsea. The more we worked together on that project, the more I wanted you. I find your intelligence and intellect sexier than your body ... and you have one helluva sexy body. Don’t forget. I wanted you even before I knew you were trans. I don’t want you because you’re trans. I want you because you’re you and being trans is just one aspect of you.”“You always say the right thing. I’m sorry I said what I said and I wish I could take it all back. I believe you, Jeff -- and I trust. ”“Bunjil and Wodang have been here. They slept with the oldest ones.”“They told me they had been here. I told them that you were no more.”“I was no more and am no more, yet I am here. Sit. I have not finished signalling.”By mid afternoon, two more utes had arrived: the first from Molly Springs was a tawny frogmouth, close kin of the boobook, the other – a short-eared rock wallaby -- from Timber Creek in the Territory. The red kangaroo of the Giju was awaited. He arrived when it was nearly. Sucking on it for as long as it takes. With only a bit of hesitation, I leaned forward and put my lips on the tip of John’s cock as if I were kissing it. Just on the tip, so when he started cumming, it would squirt into my mouth. I continued to slowly pull my hand back and forth, stretching the skin, and squeezing. It was really dark, I couldn’t see much. He smelled good. The taste of his cock juice was wonderful. I got lost in thought – thinking how good it would be to have this cock running.