They were a mated couple and seemed very serene as they walked up the hill, to a place appropriately distanced from the nearest tree. When they got there and faced each other they appeared to be in some kind of trance, and their hands moved as of not their own volition. They undressed each other and this time took Hardcore off their shoes, handjob which allowed the growth of anchoring roots from their ankles and exposed feet. With their eyes staring intensely into the other’s, they clutched up to each other and she widened out her already wider hips to accommodate him. With the vaginal opening in plain view, she guided his cock head up and into it. Then she pulled them up together tight with their arms around each other and their lips sealed together permanently. Their bodies seemed to meld together slowly and as the days went on, they took more and more of the aspect of the big trees, limbs and bark and all. When Brunette the others tried to communicate with them, all they could get was an immense sense of profound happiness and pleasure between them. And it seemed that the Big Tree’s limbs rose to a higher aspect in acceptance of the new tree among them. This seemed to answer the question of what had happened to the previous colonists to this planet. And all of the original mates from the ship, met the same fate, none of them complaining at all. How satisfying would it be to be joined mouth to mouth, body to body and dick to vagina forever? I guess in our fantasies, we could guess. The children were left behind and the planet was interdicted from then on to human visitations, and other species that might encounter it were forewarned. It was opened to the movement of dedicated couples who were out living their age protocols to unite japanese for one last permanent time on the planet, though. And the local children welcomed them in very well, and helped them in their preparations. No one was ever allowed to cut down any of the Big Trees, with the understanding of what they really were. But the young ones left behind had plenty of the scrub trees, of the size of mature firs and pines on Earth to work with. Besides the large trees were producing a lot of oxygen for the planet, plus a very intense sexual influence. Eventually it took on the name, ARBOREAL COUPLEX, for no reason better than a complete mind cramp on thinking of another more appropriate one. Notes from the author: It might occur to a reader of this story to wonder what inspirations caused its writing. For some of my stories it is hard to tell, because of my wide range of experiences in life, wide-ranging reading and stories that I have been asian told within my family. But, in this case, I have a good hold on what caused it to be inspired. For one thing, it reflects the strong feelings that I have in coitus with an affectionate and responsive female. I seem to go into a kind of trance with its feelings, and it is accompanied by a very strong desire for it to never end. That is just continue on forever. This has on occasion generated a smiling response on the part of the female who enjoyed it too, but never the less was satisfied with shorter contained sexual experiences, to gently ask, “Sir, are you done, yet?” Another factor is my love of my SPACE FLIGHT STORIES. They originally started as independent stories, but many of them followed a recognized pattern and so they grew into the saga that I have shared here. Several times I have thought that I had mined this story line to its completion, but I continue to find inspiration from its story arc, leading to newer stories from time to time. I suspect that if all the stories were ever gathered together in one volume, that it would be well over one hundred and fifty thousand words. The last known inspiration came from the love of gardening shared by my wife and I in our early marriage and on. She came from a family of devoted gardeners, and so did I. But she loved it and I came to love it through my love for her. Early in our marriage, we lived in a brand-new trailer park in a brand-new mobile home. As a gift to my beloved wife, I built a twelve-foot long and six-foot wide self-supporting greenhouse along the back side of our trailer. I got a lot of credibility and appreciation for that effort. “Wow, you’re quite the minority. I’d hate to lose out on the chance to handjob get to know you better.” Clenching my asian pussy muscles I stood up and waddled forward. Tina loved the pressure of my tongue on her anus. And with an impeccable posture that beautiful young lady marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just couldn't help to take notice. As sultry reggae music played, they both swayed their hips as I quickly caressed each of their ample asses with my hands. “We can’t. My mom won’t let us turn it on while she’s not here. "She should NOT have worn white knickers," Scarlet commented. My key wanted to see if it would open her door. Fahima had round breasts, her areolas oval, her nipples fat and dusky brown. "Did we 'do it' last night?" Mac told him they could talk about it tomorrow, but Bryce insisted it was too important to wait, so we reluctantly agreed to meet him at our friend’s night club in an hour. “I’ve finished shitting and wiping my butt Harry.” I shouted as Hardcore I pressed the flush button. "The aphrodisiac will wear off gradually, but I can help you dull the effect more quickly," Mikaela promised. I feel his breath on my neck. What was I going to do? I said are you sure, rub your hand over the area to see if you feel any hair. “I’ll help.” She begins picking up debris, and tidying workbenches. Her eyes were half closed and her tongue was hanging out. Bella also enjoyed coming over and visiting, even if Carrie wasn’t there. We can work this out! I worked my girl-dick in and out of the older woman's pussy. My loins had to be in command to douse my fire for tonight. “I think you’ve had enough to drink,” said Elise, pulling away the wine bottle with her tail. I drew her tip through my petals, watching with megalomaniacal eyes as Elena’s brow furrowed with need, her japanese breaths became pleading moans. To be your good girl.” One light shown brighter than ever, then dimmed behind the diminishing curtain of the black cloud. Every girl who came into my nurse's office, thanks to my husband's editing, found themselves stripping naked and horny. I smiled in delight as his hot cum splattered my round tits. Any and all of my inhibitions about screwing my ex flew out of my head as she stood in front of me no longer wearing anything above the belt except for a bra, even though I still had questions. I wanted the same treatment, even if it meant exposing my pussy to strangers. As we get to the restaurant, it smells delicious. “That’s cool,” Emily Brunette said, not daring to show much interest in front of Becky. You're special. I had not been on a job interview in several years. I don’t want anything to spoil it for us.”