It will not be nearly as big as a baby. The hooks or the bindings on our labia holding everything together will keep everything in place but sealed in...ide of us.”“How many of the hooks or binding loops are you thinking of to sew you up?”“At least 12 hooks or bushings on each side. That way the stresses on the opening will be distributed and nothing should pull through.”“What kind of exercising or activities are you thinking about?”“Running, Bicycling, and skydiving.”“Now I see the reason for at. I sighed, stretching out beside my twenty-year-old daughter, aching so badly to touch her.“Night, Mother,” she whispered.I kissed her cheek, nuzzling up to her from behind. I felt the heat of her body bleeding through both our nightgowns. My nipples hardened. “Good night, my little star. Shine bright for me and keep me safe tonight.”“Yes, Mother,” she murmured, not objecting to the childish nonsense. If she were more awake, she would.I sighed, closing my eyes. I was so certain the futa-fairy. I had a growth spurt between twelve and thirteen and it was about six inches long when that passed, I mean when it got hard, and my sister caught me beating off and sucked it for me - once. And then when I was fifteen, I grew out of my clothes, got to be six-one almost overnight it seemed although it was really in six months or so and ended up with a nine-inch cock that I could barely get my hand around.I remember the first girl I humped with it. She screamed for an hour and begged for another. Both are just in our panties, kissing each other and massaging each other. We lay on bed hugging, kissing and squeezing each other’s boobs and rubbing over panty. Both of us became wet down. Without removing panties we came cross with our legs and started to rub each other pussies and hugging tight. Our thighs touching each other gave an ultimate sensual experience to each other since both of us are in right senses now. Slowly we started to increase the pace to rub and used hands to rub over. I.