His date for the evening, Charlotte Hansen, had arrived to pick him up. He dreaded this night, but he knew he had to do it. She was very rich and ...nfluential, and if he treated her well, could bring him business. Not that he wasn’t doing well already, but cultivating women like Charlotte was the reason he was doing well, and he knew he must continue. Mark was 50, fit, well groomed and good looking. Women like his 60 year old date preferred Mark over younger men because they could. “Get your ass out of bed Baker, we have to get to the spaceport ASAP. Something’s going down.”“I’m coming, I’m coming,” he complained as he stumbled out of the bedroom and checked his phone. Maza followed behind him, some of her companions poking their heads out of the doorway.“Jaeger? What’s happening?”“We just received orders to go to the spaceport for briefing,” he explained, “can you get us there?”“Of course,” she replied, “give us a few minutes to get dressed first.”There was another alarm. She licked at it as he stroked up each time pushing his prick closer and closer to her waiting mouth. He spun on her quickly and buried his prick deep in her mouth while sucking furiously on her pussy. They were locked in an passionate sixty-nine and neither wanted to stop. His cock slid deep in her throat and his tongue was buried in her sweet pussy. As he tongue fucked her, she let his cock slide completely down her throat and then let her muscles contract and relax to. I get quivers every time I drive by a hospital now." The images of hospitals certainly took a beating," Malcolm added. "Before they were for anything which ailed you, but now they're deadly monuments to the ineffectiveness of medicine." Yeah, rather than treating people, they simply warehoused them," Betty acknowledged. "Some tried to make people feel better, but without an effective treatment there wasn't much they could do, especially once they became overwhelmed." I'll admit, I delivered.