How do you describe it, it wasn’t sexual or even really sensual, it was just a wonderful sense of closeness. I was sat at my mirror while Wishes sto...d close behind me running a brush through my hair again and again. I guess it felt like I was being loved, I came close to tears as she worked.Then we swapped places and with Wishes instruction I brushed her hair, all the time she was looking at me in the mirror with a smile gracing her beautiful face.After that Wishes showed me how to put on a. I moving towards a beam of light and then into it and I was suddenly in a mirrored dome and I could see myself from every angle I felt no fear or anxiety just really fucking horny.The floor of the dome looked like an inky black bowl shaped jelly and as I moved towards it tentacles started to rise up and as the first two reached me I could see that their ends looked like a small fanny, each one latched unto my nipples and began to suck and twist and pull at the same time, two more came and I . And so would she. Her eyes peered out to the group of men waiting for her. So many, she could not count. Each one of them either already nude or on their way there. She stepped up onto a short stage in the middle, a felt tarp under her as she lay down. Her eyes drifted from one man to the next with her body growing warmer and warmer by the second.Her eyes slitted closed, watching the scene before her. Her fingers traced over the delicate curves of her body, imagining the sensations she would be. Alison's third pregnancy was just starting to show.Amy nursed her newborn George."But seriously," said Tara. "Look at the violence there. We never taught that. We've run ourselves ragged trying to get them to stop. Rewards, punishments, begging and pleading. Are the Dworkinians right after all?"Amy answered, "They're right that the tendencies are inborn. But not that they can't be controlled."Bill said, "Hey Addie, sweetheart, can you come here?"The 5-year-old skipped over and handed her father.