The man treated him respectful and promised him that this would be a good place to sell some of the Union tech in return for favors and repairs. He al...o knew places where to recruit and train a decent crew. After all the Red Dragon was not really a one man ship. It needed a crew and a base of operations. His plans to go to Pluribus had chanced. His now Karthanian appearing companion told him, that the PSI Corps was out in force and Pluribus for all its size and population density would not be a. Dear readers, although this story is offered as a tale of love and devotion, the subject matter is highly controversial. Some might find this story harrowing while others may not approve of the premise. I offer it as a different yet, hopefully, still romantic slant on the usual St Valentine’s Day stories. Story: Emma awoke and rose early on the 14th of February for she knew she had a busy day ahead of her. She smiled, inwardly, as she glanced at her sleeping husband who still lay on their. Gene had led Lauren and Finch into a private bunkroom and together, they’d crawled on top, his kids soon snoring lightly and Gene not far behind. The exhaustion was extensive and deep, and despite his desire to remain alert and beside his wife, he recognized the need to get rest while her condition remained unchanged over the long hours.Gene gripped Lauren and kissed her neck on instinct. It wasn’t really sexual, the way his penis hardened. There was weakness in him, vulnerability, the real. My eyes become heavier as I feel my nipples harden in my red bra. My juices are leaking between my fingers, I feel myself getting closer, my breathing become more ragged and judging by the sudden silence I hear, a little louder than I anticipated. It takes two strides for the Wolf to cross the room from the bed to the door. Caught like a deer in the headlights, I freeze. A huge bulge, at perfect suck height, is in my face, but it's attached to a wanted man who has my friend's cum smeared across.