Then the first jets of his molten lava sprayed out and covered my chine and throat, spilling silver streams of perfection down onto my chest and into ...he valley of my cleavage, which I only vaguely realized was now open and on display. My own climax began deep beneath me in the depths of my sex, where I once again thrust my fingers, began the tremors that soon built into an earthquake proportion of orgasmic bliss.That was the moment of suspended reality. I could see the glistening purple. She then went upstairs to bring one of her vibrators down and continued to dance whilst playing with herself. I was rock hard and happily wanking my cock whilst Simon was still struggling to get fully hard despite his efforts. I simply put this down to nerves, alcohol and probably POT smoked earlier in the night. Nicola laid on her back and continued to play with herself, inserting the vibrator into her smooth pussy and pushing a finger up her arse at the same time. While we watched Simon. “No, dear.” She paid. We didn’t go to the car but walked down the line of stores in the little outdoor mall area. She stopped at another boutique. She had apparently decided about the skirt. The saleswoman knew her by name and led us deeper into the shop for the skirt described. The woman looked me up and down, guessed a size (too low by a size which I assumed was a sales ploy) and I corrected her. Her hands moved through several styles of skirts, taking down several, then handing them to me. Before he could touch the panel Frank called to him."Sugi on the com, Brett," he said. "You want me to patch him into your quarters?" Fuckin' aye," Brett said. He touched the panel, opening the door, and floated into his quarters. He spun around and pulled himself down to a seat at one of the chairs before his desk. The computer terminal had lit up, showing an audio link with Lieutenant Commander Sugiyoto, his executive officer. He touched the link. "What's up, Sugi?" Hey, Brett," Sugi's voice.