She looked into my face, not really seeing me. The only thing on her mind was the cock in her hands. Then she spotted the camera mounted on the wall b...hind me. Her lips twitched, then curled into a naughty smile. If she hasn't been turned on before, she was now.She didn't even tease me. She went straight for the kill, tilting my cock towards her as she leaned forward. I felt her tongue first, the tip touching the tip of my cock, then sliding under it and moving out of the way so I could fit in. Their recovery, once the genders were separated, was rapid and uneventful. I shared the results with Cheryl who begged me for a sample and the following weekend was reserved under the conditions that I would be allowed to select her partner and monitor their vitals for any incongruities. On Friday evening, I arrived with a small vial of test serum, a couple of pizzas, and a kindly middle aged volunteer I had secured from the local fertility clinic. He appeared in good physical condition for. . and mean... and--" I cut her off before she went any further down that path."Well..." I said, drawing out the word. I tried to make my voice light and teasing. "Like I said before, we can make up for some lost time... if you're willing." Sherrie had been pushing back on my hand, working her hips around in a small circle. She stopped now and settled herself."Count on it," she said succinctly. "We're going to do a lot of things we should have been doing a long time ago," she said. Again, she. I had finally made it to Target, nearly popping a boner as I walked down the bratz isle. To my dissapointment, their wasn't much selection. After some searching I had found her. I chose the Yasmin All Glammed Up Designer Streaks doll. She was perfect. She was wearing a sexy denim and gold dress sort of top. She had on a pair of white leggings and black high heels. She had on a bit of pink lip gloss and light blue eyeshadow. Her long, dark brown hair was gorgeous with a purple streak through it..