The experiment for today is to study how each of you communicates with your animal counterparts. For this test, we’ve gathered multiple specimens of cam both genders and varying ages, and in many cases, both wild and born in captivity. I’d like you each to take one of the dorm rooms in the back of the mansion and spend time with your new friends.” “Oh, this is going to be fun,” said Elise, rubbing her hands together. “‘Male human subject, named “Master” by his hybrid companions, has provided extensive information on the cohabitation abilities of both species, both through interviews and direct performance.’” Lorraine and I were sitting on a bench in a nearby park, reading through our files. “My name is never mentioned in this. I’m only referred to sister as “the Mistress” because that’s what my boys call me,” she said. “That must be for security reasons. These journals will probably be published long before our identities are revealed to the college public. Oh, listen to this: ‘The Master lives in a polygynous relationship with his female hybrid companions and routinely engages in sexual intercourse, either in groups or with each hybrid individually. Despite each of them showing a clear desire for attention, the females seem to get along without showing signs of jealousy or antagonism towards each other. They have a bold sexual appetite but lack a human knowledge and understanding of sex, as well as the cultural values associated with it. During their transformation process, all instincts towards procreation were lost, so they are unaware of the biological function of intercourse. For the female hybrids, sexual intercourse is young seen as simply a game to be played with their Master. The only exception to this theory is the cow-hybrid known as Betty. Due to her age and her experience with breeding, she possesses a far more mature understanding of sex and procreation and has even shown a clear and human sexuality.’” “Mine says pretty much the same thing, that I have a polyandrous relationship with my indian pillar men. ‘Despite their primal and muscular appearance, the male hybrids appear timid and servile, but incredibly loyal. They approach sexual intercourse as a desi means of pleasing their Mistress, while the female hybrids and their Master act out of a desire for mutual enjoyment. Despite their similar existences, the two groups don’t appear to show any romantic or sexual interest in each other. While they will play and exercise together, the male-female dynamic appears entirely platonic, both sides only appearing attracted to their creator.” Wendy said, "I forgot to bring desi my wallet up from the car, could we work out a trade for the food." Lizzie put her free hand to her chin, her college index finger pointing to the corner of her mouth in young the classic pondering pose. She started weeping. Her hand moved rapidly along her drenched slit. The erection finally went away after some time. Jenny asked me if I ever had someone eat my ass. I started out just getting a feel for it, going up and down mostly across the shaft, then I remembered all the tricks I use to turn myself on. I leaned in kissed her and held her hand while we waited for the elevator. You lay a spiked towel under your bed to keep the Brown Recluses away.” He shook his head, “I forgot how warped you two were.” There maybe time gaps cause my schedule has tightened up from before but I will continue to write and provide an interesting story for indian you. It is the last remaining part of a set cam of seven objects, called the Offerings of Joy. The filthy freshman grinned like he had won the lotto, a TV remote clutched in his sister hand. I loved the sight of her cunt opening up before me, my thick brown fingers stretching the pink flesh. She does and with Tanya watching I have a roaring erection immediately. She smiled and nodded at me, looking at her watch. “You will shove them into your assholes now.”