Deanna lay there on the pool table, table with cum dripping down her facewondering what was going to happen next when she heard a gasp from the backof...the room and a figure hurried forward. It was Lt. Reg Barkley and hepushed his way through the crowd of men. Apparently he had been off to theholo-washroom or wherever and had missed the entrance of the counselor. "Ohmy," he said looking down at the two nude women. "Computer, I didn't ordera second Counselor Troi." I'm the real Counselor Troi,. ..but the sensations are so real. My cunt is gagging up my cum...spitting it out...as it contracts under your frenzic stimulation. I no longer care... I can barely feel the reality... the parents can come in any second...any minute... but I can't even control my screaming... I scream and moan...choking on my breath that cant catch up... my face is contorted as much as my body...that keeps shifting under the pressure of your fingers. I try to sit up... just to find myself arching my back and. Blushing, I held the fork and trowel in front of me then quickly headed for the shed to put them away. The door swung shut behind me, and I leaned against it, my hands quickly undoing the top button and then sliding them and my underwear down my thighs, releasing my cock, which felt harder than it had for a long while. "Oh God," I mumbled as my right hand curled around my shaft and slowly started stroking, squeezing gently. My other hand reached up to pinch my hard nipples, my eyes closed and. As I slept on the bed without removing my make-up or anything, tears rolled down from the corner of my eyes.People say it amazes them when we shed tears while we are happy. They say, it didn't make sense, but to me, it made more sense. We felt something so strong that a part of us couldn't stay inside us, that's what I thought anyway. To me, shedding tears while being happy meant more.I woke up and made myself ready to make breakfast. I went to the kitchen but he was there, cooking. I don't.