Laura held the cup between Rick's legs as the other two girls pumped his spewing cock into it. When he was done Laura held up the measuring cup to sho... that Rick had produced just over a cup of white liquid."You wanted to measure it?" Rick asked sarcastically as Tracy licked his slowly softening cock clean."No silly..." Laura said as she dipped a finger into the cup. "I'm making special drinks for tonight, and this is the special ingredient!" Laura fed her cum filled finger to her daughter, who. Isn't that funny?I'm superior to the rest of humanity. That's what I'm told anyway. Ihave no idea if it's true. Probably is. Most of the people I've met onthis world do seem somehow...inadequate, or broken, or missing some piecethat would make them a full, healthy person, you know, like me.I'm immune to the government nanos. That's what I'm in The Games toprove. My mission is to sleep in the pink rooms, get shot up with asmuch feminizer as possible, and display to the world my. ’ She shuddered. Her eyes glowed. Bedroom eyes. I was pleased that I had made her wet. She hesitantly leaned over and pressed her soft, full lips to mine. I grinned into her mouth. I ran my fingers down her sides, under her loose top. She reached greedily for my bra, tucking her hand under my t-shirt. She pulled it aside and her cool fingers fondled my nipple. ‘Tickles,’ I commented. She laughed. I loved her laugh. She was so feminine, so adorable. I had always felt a lot for her. I remember. He said he would show me. (My experience sex up to this time had been very...well...conservative. My husband won't even turn the lights on.) Mr. Jones started rubbing himself across my lips telling me to open my mouth. So I did. I could get just the top and a bit more. He told me to just use my lips and tongue, no teeth, and to move my head up and down. He also kept both of my hands on him and moved them up and down with my head. He pulled my hair back like a ponytail and used it to.