“So you’ve had your first insemination but didn’t carry the child?” “It was a male.” There is no need for explanation. An unfortunate outcome of only one in five births on Gaianesia being female is that to sustain a level of population each woman needs to bear at least five children during her lifetime to maintain our numbers of women. We have no use for so many surplus males, though. Insemination takes place by artificial injection of sperm extracted from one of the ideal men, genetically selected as breeders for their physical prowess and high intelligence. These very few unpacified males are kept locked away in the Breeding Tower, to protect us in case they lose their minds at the sight of our perfection. Each breeder male will inseminate thousands of women in his lifetime. But he will never be permitted to see any of our faces, and we will never have to see his. Should the female assfuck wish to bear a male child the baby will be handed over to one of the drone nurseries to be raised. Young females are also reared by drones, but there remains some family contact. My own line stubbornly keeps to the one-birth-in-five being female, but when the girls do come we seem genetically disposed to produce twins. My mother was one of twins, and so was grandmother, and great grandmother. Our genes are thus highly prized on Gaianesia for their potential for increasing the female population. It was difficult for Gara to get permission to take a career of dangerous military work when she’s so valuable for her expected fertility. Gaianesian females are usually expected to go through their first insemination at the age of twenty one and then again at a minimum of three years, but it is possible to delay the first time for reasons such as career progression or military service. “You seem quite sexually open minded,” White Queen says, skimming rapidly through pages blowjob of text in my file. I anal frown. How has she formed that opinion? What can be in there? “And Brunette yet, Lara, you seem to be hiding the curiosity in your nature from me behind a shield of the politically approved answers you think I want to hear. It’s as though you secretly want official sanction to seek out a man. Hmm.” I shake my head while she closes the file, as though reaching a conclusion. “Well, whatever your opinions, it would certainly be helpful for the character you’re trying to portray if you gain some experience with offworlders. You’ll arouse suspicion on Aghara-Penthay if a girl that’s too virginal choses to visit the Hub. So I’m allocating an agent to take you to the bars in the offworld enclave...” “You want me to go to Subtown?” I protest, interrupting, and then remember White Queen might not know its street slang name, “Subardin?” “I want you to go to Subardin, Lara. And while I can’t order you, I recommend your engaging in intimacies with one of the males there. Better you’ve been through it rather than being taken completely by surprise.” I feel obliged to be ass to mouth indignant. She was looking up and smiling broadly at me; her arms snaked up my back and pulled me down onto the bed next to her and, after a few Brunette seconds of getting my hair out of the way, we kissed so deeply, lovingly and passionately, and yet it was soft and beautiful too. Stroking her thighs seemed to make Doris breath faster and her eyes screwed up a little. She got up, and turned her back to me, with her dress still held high. There followed several minutes of increasingly heated caresses, fondles, squeezes, strokes and pets as he played with the wonderful, unresistant, yielding, pillow-soft form beneath anal his aroused body. She was so pleased that her son Adam had been able to get home in time for the event and was able to drag himself away from fucking his way through university to assfuck fuck his way into his sisters cunt. I continued on, “Ok, rule number ONE: The only person who will sleep in my bed from now on is Marsha. Please merry me, I am ass to mouth ready to sacrifice everything for you Darling". Tonight it was warm and there was only the slightest of breezes coming from the East. All I could think was how I could never do such an evil act. She pulled her G-string aside and sat down on his huge boner driving the thick dick deep into her hot wet cunt. She agreed “Oh I feel the quality Dr. Lawson, I have never worn a suit like this in my life.” Chef had laid everything out beautifully. It really didn't take all that long before Fred showed up. She moved closer to her father on the bed and leaned back, propping herself on her elbows and slightly spreading her legs right next to her father. The moon disappeared behind some clouds and it was suddenly darker. Once inside she turns to me with that devilish look in her eye. "Full service spa, eh?" I've never been inside one of those stores before and I don't have any idea of what to buy." She kept stroking my cock until I started cumming in her open mouth. To be honest, it was fun when it was just Tom and me alone. “Then I’m going to give you a prostrate massage.” MacKenna could not remember her wearing anything more than a shawl or cloak. “I don't want to be careful. Once all of us were in the room, I shut the door behind us. On the first night of the third week, Estelle went to sleep with one of the young girls and Hardin took young Penelope that night for her first time. He latched blowjob onto my nipple with hunger, nursing on the one my daughter had mostly drained. Lisa looked at me, “What do you think?” My mother began to groan, 'oh god I am coming!'