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With this, she lifted herself up and guided him to sitting on the couch now with his lower half exposed and she caressed him for a couple of minutes and then took his male organ into her mouth for some oral stimulations. The stimulations advanced by his mouth on her birthing port were now accelerated by her efforts on his member and he would be wasting his reproductive fluids if something wasn’t immediately done about it. So, she rose and laid on her belly over the raised structure at the voyeur end of the couch with her rear end up in the air and he rose and approached her from behind to enter up into her birthing port. With this, he began a pronounced bouncing off of her bottom, which was getting a very positive feedback from the female including exhortations to go “deeper and harder!” And soon after that, “Honey, fill me with your cum. Right now!” Since he seemed to be having some difficulty in this upon demand, I for some reason recognized that I could help and so walked around to the back of him and ‘cold nosed him’ up his rear crease, and he immediately answered the female’s call to reproductive action and from his reaction must have planted bounteous quantities of his share of the reproductive liquids up into her birthing chamber. After they caught their breaths and sat back down to ease off the reproductive passions, they both laughed a lot and took me up onto the couch to hug me in appreciation for my small part in their little drama of their own. If I could have smiled with this creature’s mouth and lips, I would have in recognition of their pleasure in my small part. I tried mightily and evidently they read this into my effort and allowed me to sleep with them that night at the bottom (foot) of their bed. Early in the morning, before he was to go off to his work assignment, evidently, I got another ringside seat in watching her use her mouth to first rise up and then suck out some more of his reproductive liquids, and the results of this indicated his pleasure at it and then he moved to the washing chamber and got ready to leave. Since this was just an exploratory observation, I had no desire to indian remain in this abode, as pleasant as it really was, and so when he made for the door opening, I rushed out the door and interracial off into the distance to change my appearance for my next observational venture. I moved out into a woodsy area and after handling a coyote that wanted me for a meal, but slunk off with my demonstrated abilities to defend myself, I morphed then into another type of canine to attract a different type of human for my observations. This time, I became what was known as a Yorkie-Poo, a hybrid of two attractive smaller dogs that in its first generation of life is one of the greatest canine companions ever encountered by the human population. Too bad that it can’t be inbred, because of quickly arising genetic disorders. But, the individuals produced in the first generation are very highly prized for their friendly and affectionate natures. So, with my new appearance established, I ventured right back to the same neighborhood that I had just escaped from and appeared again as a lonely downtrodden and lost puppy (a designation of a small dog, not necessarily a developing young one.) And right away an older male of the human species took an interest in me and when I approached him in a fearful and shy way, he reached down to pick me up and hold me until I was comfortable with him. Too bad, that his race doesn’t reliably show that kind of kindness to divergent specimens of their own worldwide race! Then I got the same treatment in his abode. A deep cleansing in his washing receptacle, a feeding and a brushing. All done with a flair and deep affections. Boy, I could get used to this. Then as we sat down with me in his lap and watched some kind of athletic contest that I didn’t understand at all, except that it involved a lot of running around and very acrobatic attempts to install a head-sized ball into a rather large net at the end of the field while people of a different dress code tried to prevent it, I and he heard a wooden sound from his door. Evidently someone trying to get his attentions as to their presence outside and wanting in. He placed me down on the couch and went over to the door and welcomed in a much younger version of his race. He being somewhere in his fifty orbits of Urth around the sun and she being evidently only about fifteen ones. She immediately jumped into his arms and they acted very much as had the young couple that he had observed the night before. Then apparently satisfied with her welcoming she entered the space with the T.V. and upon seeing me, let out a young girl’s squeal and rushed over to take me up into her arms and cuddle me up to her chest and face. I was really getting into these kinds of remonstrations. Daniel and I did the bro-hug thing as if we hadn’t seen each other in years. She scampered up the stairs and crept into Vlad and my room. The degraded couple silently got in Wendy’s car. Damnit, it was more than she could swallow! I could see that the only word the bitch could understand was the name Pallus. We didn't get to play with Paris, but seeing the results of our changes was amusing. I had one on one sex with her, and I came to love it. We should be thinking of a way to support him, not to replace him.” Sticking to her skin very quickly. Her voyeur mom turned and looked to the side spotting them both in the dark doorway... Two more times we made love and orgasmed, then I had to eather to clean her up. "Brian this is Miranda, she gives the best lapdances. Like now , no respectable woman in her 20s would lick his asshole , but Bev loved it , for her it was like eating steak . The pervert jerked off, as the mother of two kept licking, she'd never do this for the coach , but for Master Paul this felt right. She would like to say that the townsfolk treated her with dignity and respect but alas they treated her as a piece of livestock up for sale, inspecting and prodding and poking her to their hearts content as they laughed and joked. “Mom looks tired. Angela recovered with the drink and sat up and looked at the plate of meat loaf, corn, green beans, and biscuits. She realized once again she would be on her knees in front of another indian guy. Fuck my ass.” I did not last very long and shot several spurts of cum deep in her ass making her cum again. Anju sat motionless, allowing his thighs to feel hers. The younger man who had desperately sought sanctuary in vain as they fell was now pacing around drowned by a deep mania, his body bathed in sweat as his chest pounded rapidly at the pace of his racing heart. Daddy called for George to reach around and wank my willy off while fucking me from behind. “It was so different,” interracial I groaned.