Captain Kerensky isn't a military officer like you. She's not accustomed to being captain of a space ship that's been breached by thousands of religio...s fanatics." As far as I recall," said Vashti, "the captain had very little to do with regards to repelling the attack. That was done almost entirely by the space ship's automatic defence systems. Our forces were principally in place to prevent those hostiles who'd penetrated the hull from spilling out onto the other levels. Were you with her on. He scuttled into the bathroom and found her 'lady shave', a disposable plastic razor, and was back to her side in an instant. She obligingly turned on her stool and leaned back, spread her legs, "just a little sc**** along here," she said indicating an almost indiscernible patch of soft stubble alongside her puffy pussy lips.He knelt down and with trembling hands carefully grazed the razor around the soft mound of her pussy. They both knew there was no practical need for this intimate barbering. As Chip shook his hand, Michael placed his left hand around Chip's biceps as he squeezed."Stop!" Michael exclaimed out loud after a second as warning messages flashed and diagnostic screens appeared in front of him."What's wrong?" Julie said coming over."Chip, you were exceeding 500 pounds per square inch with that squeeze!" Michael said to both of them. "He was breaking my hand."As Michael stepped back to temporarily care for his almost crushed hand, Julie picked up Chip's leg and pushed it up. We had an agreement: not a day would pass when I wouldn’t screw the delightful Katherine but I promised to eat my cum from her pussy afterwards. We fucked on the dancefloor at the student nightclub, and then I gave her head under the table moments later. We shagged several times in the fields at sunset and a car layby overlooking the town. We did it in three shop changing rooms, a cemetery and a bus stop. But most of all we fucked in our bedrooms. Every fuck was followed by sloppy cunnilingus.