"Jake and I both laughed. "Yes, it seems pretty personal, all right," I agreed with a chuckle. Luscious kicked me under the table and gave me a quick ...ook of warning."I agree with you," said Kayla after a moment. "But these kids don't see it the same way. It's what, social instead of personal? Something like that, anyway. I'm glad I'm not in junior high anymore. I just don't understand it." It's their method of birth control, maybe," suggested Jake. "I mean, if you're just engaging in oral sex,. He felt very angry and frustrated with his inability to find the saboteurs. He thought they must be laughing their heads off in their miserable hiding places as this scenario was evolving.He asked himself why he had embarked on this spine chilling quest. It was just a different version of being in the jungles of Vietnam, again; but here, he knew less of the enemy, and too little of what was going on.Saboteurs had ensured the ship didn’t load munitions or disposed of their missiles, or perhaps. My clothes are arrayed on the bed (nothing tooformal as I have no intention of remaining in them long, just somethingsexy that will show off my legs and whisper to my man "Fuck me, baby,fuck me now"). My breast forms and wig are waiting to be donned. Butfirst things first...ohhh, the water floods out of me. This time itflows fresh and clear, and I bury two fingers deep in my hole past myinner ring to drain it well. I almost swoon in relief, having a smallgirly orgasm as my soft clitty leaks and. Her hair was a mess but otherwise it wasn't too bad. She didn't look bad for a forty-eight year old broad. She had firm breasts though gravity was working against her, no rolls of fat around her middle and nice hips even if they were a little wide. They still drew looks when she walked by. Her stomach was no longer flat but still smooth all the way down to her pubic hair.She brushed her hair with a brush from her purse then picked up her wet clothes and found her way back to where he was seated.