" More girls or more guys?" Both."It was hard to tell in the low light, but she looked a little flushed when she looked back. Her eyes dropped to my l...p and took in the appreciatively large bulge that had grown there. She unconsciously licked her lips and asked, "When you are beating your meat, what do you think about doing?" Everything. I think about kissing girls, tasting them, touching them all over. And of course sliding deep inside them. Hearing them scream as we both cum."She did not say. "Which one?" wondered Steetch."The one with the fourth dimentional conversion- the Poincare Conjecture. And I already know your next question, I invented a new process which I call Hypertensive Calculus. It takes a quantum shortcut- you would be surprised at how acurate a truely random output generator can be. You wouldn't think that flipping a coin would give you an accurate mathematical output, but as long as you never know if it was heads or tails, then plugging it into the equation gives. I noticed that our bottle of lube was on the night stand next to her. "I thought I would save you some time," she said.I straddled her waist and reached under my balls to grab her cock. I lined it up with my asshole, and slowly sank down onto it as inch after inch of her warm, solid pole pried me open. I was a bit loosened up from earlier, and it didn't take much force to get it in, but my wife still groaned and arched her back and said, "You're still so tight, even after earlier." I just. "Yes I agree. Of course I'm not sure what to do with the rest of it. Like they all say, I'm just climbing the mountain one rock at a time, or is it moving ahead one mile at a time?" Roger asked."I get it. You are a walking cliché," Rose suggested.Two pieces of pizza and Roger was through. "So where is this roommate that might like me?"Instead of answering Rose went to one of the bedrooms to open the door. A black cat jumped up at her repeatedly. It was the way a small dog would have greeted.