Now, that IS a tragedy. Can the healing chamber not repair the issue?”“Apparently not. It’s a genetic problem. Several of our genes are broken.�...�I thought that was bullshit. Someone had the knowledge to create a bioweapon which could screw up their genes but not bad enough to kill them. If they had the technology to create those healing chambers then surely they could reverse the effects of that weapon.“Well, I think you should try it and make sure. And, if nothing else, I think we would both. As she began to scream, he sucked her clit in time to his finger fucking, moving his head and fingers in one motion. With a sudden spasm she came. He moved up to look at her face wishing he could enjoy her forever, but he knew it could not last. His cock painfully throbbed, aching to be inside her, aching for release. He tried to wait but his need was too great. He slipped his last piece of clothing out of the way as he pulled her hips to the edge of the bed. He stood there for one long moment. After she calmed down, she turned and reached back to rub my hard nipples while my throbbing manhood was still tightly wrapped inside her warm tight vagina. I pulled her body up, cupping both large milk jugs and licking behind her ear. She reached back with both hands, flicked, rubbed and scratched my super sensitive nipples. Shock went up and down my spine as she squeezed my throbbing manhood with her pelvis floor muscles. I started to thrust again. Her moaning was in sync as my thrusting. I began to cry harder realizing that this wasn'tgoing to end anytime soon. He attached a leash to my collar and told me tostand. I was glad to get the plug and dildo out of me, though when I stoodup I felt somewhat empty. He told me to follow him and I walked behind himto another room in the house. It was a fairly small room that had a circular track in the ceiling witha long cord hanging from it. There was also a bed, toilet, sink and showerin the room. There were a few more things but I.