Edward's character had been twisted from years of
involvement with race-hate creeds. But now the love of a good woman was putting
him back on the straight and narrow. Edward's cock was in Tracy's mouth. The way she
sucked and chewed at it did more for his moral reform than anything the Pope,
or even Christ himself, could have done. The way her teeth, lips and tongue
moved over Edward's erect love muscle brought out humanistic qualities which
had been repressed for years. Edward entered her and began to beat out the
primitive rhythm of a life affirming force. The years of fanatical hatred
disappeared. Case no longer dreamed the Powellite fantasy of Rivers of Blood. His
European nationalism, his adherence to centuries old traditions of racial
bigotry, were cast aside.Tracy was moaning,
screaming, offering obscene encouragements as they pumped up towards orgasm.
The DNA inside them shrieked out in ecstatic acknowledgement of their common
origin. It screamed of the equality of all sexes, races, species, evolutionary
experiences. Social conditioning might influence how the gene was perceived but
modern (wo)man could never conquer the almighty DNA.
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