I made a great deal sometime during the third week after the girls had moved out. I bought up a whole storage shed full of original oil paintings. Not...the good kind by famous artists or anything, but the whole inventory of one of those starving artist auction places. There were over five hundred framed paintings and almost a thousand empty frames to go along with them. I got everything for nine hundred dollars, and then I sold off three hundred of the worst looking of those empty frames, to a. "Yes Thomas she is the living A.I. of this ship, she is one of a thousand living Elite Imperial Guardian ships. You might say that I have been with her for the last few months, when we saved you months ago I had only been on her for a day or two. Now then if you are through gawking, I am getting all of what is left of the unit back together."Thomas was staring at Derrick for a moment, "What of Kimison? I heard they stuck him in a hell hole, I'd do anything to get..." Not to worry," came. Moisture was leaking from her. Her teats were so hardened I could feel them through both her gown and my clothing and then she started moaning with pleasure.It was too much. My member exploded with pent up emotion shooting my seed deep inside her. She gasped and squealed with pleasure. It was all over too soon, far too soon.I wiped my member on her underskirt as I withdrew, “I fear this is not the place for fornication, shall we retire to my bedroom?” I queried.“No, I am not a whore,” she. Her name was Vicky. A petite curvy Pacific islander (Filipino) who could look both stunning and blend in a crowd. Through conversation she confessed that she was sexualy active from a very early age, and through trust we explored our desires.Back to the bathroom.In any healthy relationship the thought of peeing in front of another is very casual. Our situation was no different. One evening after a night of young fucking we both had to pee. She went first, and I followed. Vicky explained.
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