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’ is all she said pulling me close.I tried to get up but she held me tight and told me to rest for a minute.‘You should never get up so soon after...ards.’ she said softly, ‘Just relax.’‘But mum…..’‘Shhhhh. I know. Just relax for a while.’‘I’m so sorry….I didn’t mean for that to happen.’She just smiled and turned back to the television still holding me close.It was a few minutes before she disengaged herself and lifted the duvet. My sperm was all over her thigh and some had soaked into her. Now, activated by some sensor, she felt a rush of the material right up into her privates, like a snake finding its nest.She gave a gasp as the material peeled right up into her cunt, protecting that as well. For an instant she felt a stab of sexuality. But though she stood frozen, nothing else happened. In seconds it was as if material was not forced up inside of her. It was all right. Confidently she dressed and returned to the empty lab.Cord sat at one of the control panels that dotted the. Her thoughts drifted back to a night on Erotic Night, as she watched her labia majora pulse in sync with her heart while the labia minora rippled with contractions, and moisture became visible. As she looked in the mirror, she began to relive the long evening while on Exotic Night. When she shivered as a light orgasm crested, she thought, "I need to get moving!" Instead, she drifted back into her memory.When she heard someone else moving it disrupted her day dreaming. She thought, "I need to. I don't know ifI could have resisted, because resistance didn't even occur to me. Ineeded the pounding rhythm, that grinding bass, and I'd do anything forit.I suppose that's how I came to be at her house on tuesday afternoon thenext week... She'd teased me by keeping me by her side that weekend,wound me so tight that I'd instantly agreed when she offered me a wayinto the club. It wasn't the usual way in, she'd said, but I'd get todance.At her house, there was a woman I recognised. The bouncer.
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