Yeah, you LOVE getting your face fucked, dont you, you fucking little whore! You love a big dick jammed down your throat, so far down it I can see you... fucking neck bulge! She nodded, sobbing and whimpering, as he continued to saw his cock in and out of her open mouth, forcing it back into her throat. Thick ropes of saliva hung down from his cock, and snapped off on her chin, or drooled down onto her heaving breasts. Finally, he yanked her head back, freeing his angry cock. You want my cock. "We will not arrive at Reno for another 213 years, ship time, that is, and neither you nor I will be alive then. Who is to handle the ship, if we have no children, and grandchildren?" Wow! I suddenly realized that he was perfectly serious about fucking me. "Who else is alive on this ship, not frozen?" Perhaps I hoped his nanny would come and send him to bed without his supper for thawing me. "You and I are the only ones. 42 died some time ago, and 114, the last of the. This was not in character for Vicky at all."Hey Jana, can I borrow those white sandals of yours?" she asked casually. "I don't have any that are slutty enough that match." Why do you want to look slutty?" Jana asked,making an effort not to get angry at the insult to her high-heeled sandals. "I don't want to," she said emotionless. "I just have to dress as slutty as I can. So can I borrow them? My only high heels are black and brown. I may have to dress slutty but there's no reason to look. Me: Hello, Honey.Payal: Hi, my hubby is going out of town today afternoon for two days. Become a bee and come and suck your honey tonight.Me: Your words are my command.She disconnected the call.In the evening, I got ready, geared up myself, took two packets of condoms and a bouquet. I was wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie jacket. I rang the doorbell, and Payal opened the door. She just had taken a bath. Her hairs were wet, hanging from her right shoulder.She wore a sleeveless single knot.