Our sensors indicated that was the last controller. I had a nine-millimeter Glock. I pointed it at the man in the coat and told him to drop the box. H... refused.His name was still on his lab coat. He was the chief resident, Doctor James Steele. He was the evil Doctor Steele.The centaurs gathered around us and touched our faces. We were under control. The evil Doctor marched the four of us to the basement. He was amazed to see smart cats. We were being marched to a large machine in the center of. My jelly ass was pumping out every time I walked, crushing against each other. I don’t know why I felt something strange that day. It was neither guilt nor happiness.So our honeymoon was quite a memorable one as we explored every position and every type of sex. After that, our sex life was on fire for about a year, with sex happening almost every day. We both didn’t want a kid soon as we were enjoying it.My hubby was very bold, and gradually he started showing me porn videos (after much. She’d had a hysterectomy about five years ago and even though we’d continued to make love for a time afterward, she’d steadily lost interest in sex with me. She said penetration started causing her pain instead of pleasure after a while. So we just stopped fucking. And Cindy had never been very good at blowjobs, much less having any interest in giving them. So we just stopped having any kind of sexual activity after a while.The realization that I was right in my indignation just seemed to. “Unfortunately there are a lot of organisations out there which are capable of arranging these things, though few which would be willing to make an attempt on Manny. A good few are in other Realms where we can’t touch them.”“Why not?” I asked. “Surely this is an act of war? Attempting to take down an Empress!”“Private organisations, unfortunately,” Amantil replied as she was fussed over by the various Healers.“So go directly to the top and inform the rulers of those Realms that you want those.