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Our lips met in a kiss. Before the watching audience, and the world, I showed them how much I loved her. My eyes closed. The erupting cheers of the audience washed over me as I loved my bride. I didn't know what my life would be like tomorrow or next year or more. The last thirty years had been amazing, and I hoped for another amazing thirty with Sharron at my side. I wanted to grow old with her, to watch my futa-daughters spread across the world. I doubt I'd live to see a world where only futas were born, but I knew it would happen. I ass would make sure they had a world they could be happy living in. “Thank you for joining us,” Adelia said, her voice choked with emotion. “It was quite a ride speaking with President Woodward on the last thirty years of her life since she became the world's first futa. If you missed any of the broadcast, it will be archived on the streaming platform of your choice. “Good night,” she said. booty I kept kissing my wife, loving her, hardly caring what was happening. Out of chubby everything I curvy had done in my life, I was most proud of her. Of what we had. She filled this hole in my heart that not even politics fit in. Whatever my future held, I was glad I would have her in it. “And we're out,” the producer said. “Good broadcast everyone.” Applause thundered as I loved my wife. The END of the Final Tale of the World's First Futa Le Petite Morte, Part I by Phyllisroger How I came to love Zoo and learn its many joys. At a young age I got lucky. I learned about the joys of sex; learned how stimulating my privates could set me a-tingle; how stroking my young cunt would make me shake and feel on a different level; how among the many pleasures in life there was one thing that was the highest thrill: cuming, climax, full body orgasm, an orgasm that takes one’s breath away which some call Le Petite Mort. [“the little death“] I was the luckiest girl to learn this early so I would have plenty of time to enjoy in the years to come…as in “cum.” I had girlfriends who talked about sex things but when it came time for them to “do it” often found themselves puzzled, wanting, unfulfilled, disappointed, longing and aching for the unfulfilled orgasms I had discovered for myself at an early age. I wasn’t a virgin…first my fingers, then a hairbrush and finally Big Tits a deeply penetrating thick carrot had taken care of that! That time of discomfort or pain was gone and I was ready to enjoy. In fact, one time I used a cold carrot from the ice box and the combination of the thick carrot, it being cold and my hot cunt was the first time I had a Le Petite Mort. That cold carrot had taken my breath away as I writhed on my bed squeezing my cunt on it deep inside! I loved the feelings of sex and cuming but never had the real thing though I dreamed about it a lot. I did a lot of wondering about when I would enjoy fucking and being fucked by a real cock. I had a lot to learn and to dream about. When I was young, my Mom and Dad, in the bedroom next to mine, would make noises late at night that awakened me and, full of curiosity, I would sneak out on the balcony, and peek into their room to see the reason for the noises…there were my naked parents having sex…I saw Dad’s thick cock and Mom sucking on it, playing with his ball sack, his fingers cuddling her hair…then having more sex and enjoying it…hence the noises. Like most children I admired my Mom and Dad…and also wanted the same joy that made noises. I was lucky and carefully private with fingers, hairbrush and carrots. When they went on vacation, I stayed at my grandparent’s farm. There I got a chance to explore and experiment in the privacy of my grandparent‘s yard: at the corral and barn where they had farm animals. I had watched Mom suck Dad’s cock and how excited Dad had gotten when his balls were caressed, fingers in Mom’s hair, his shaking and cuming as she lifted and licked him until cum ran out of the corners of her mouth. One day, my dream came true, visiting my grandparents, watching the goats and donkeys in their corral…I was in my skimpy little housedress. Sophia smiles and kisses her Master tenderly back. “Yeah, I chubby thought you would like her. I don’t argue and go back into the living room. You will get 30 minutes tonight after this. She needed time to recover from everything. He took his seat. 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