After I exhaust all of the air in my lungs, I grab your tights and pull the off. As I do this I move down the bed until I am standing on the floor at ...he food of your bed. I ask you to roll over, and you quickly oblige. I grab your ankles and slide you down the bed until your ass is at the edge. I then push your knees to your chest and you grab them for me, making sure they spread to the outside of your breasts. Your thighs, pussy, and ass are soaked with your cum, so I stop for a few seconds. We broke orbit from around our dark companion and set a course for a point in space that we could only detect by indirect means.Or rather more indirect means than even radio (or radar or lasers) represent. Or maybe I'm saying that wrong? Anyway what I mean is that you can't observe what is happening with your eyeballs, nor can you normally observe is with a radio telescope and say, 'Ah, there's a star-gate.' unless you know what you're looking at and know what to expect from a star-gate.Of. "Just a little," he observed, smiling back."Just enough to lose my inhibitions, Simon," she giggled. "Talking of which..."She reached for his manhood, and Simon couldn't move away. She began by gently stroking, then moved on to rubbing more urgently. Simon, though injured, was a young man who was basically very fit, and he responded quickly enough to get a coo of delight from his girlfriend."Let's move this to the bed," he urged. Nodding happily, Caroline stood, swayed a little for a moment and. “Not so long ago,” Lynelle began breathily as she rode him. “It was just us, trapped beneath Maralon, fearing for our lives and with only each other for comfort.”Erik smiled up at her. “Some of the best days of my life, vanima, despite the circumstances.” Vanima meant ‘beauty’ in Elvish, a word that almost came close to describing the woman making love to him. Erik spoke many languages but found Elvish to be the most elegant and graceful tongue of them all. In fact, many words in other tongues.