She crawled onto the bed and lay tiredly on her back, her eyes closed and one arm flung over her face. She still gasped a little from her orgasm.Then ...artha got onto the foot of the bed on her hands and knees, crawling toward a place beside Ronnie. I couldn't stand it any more, Martha's round tush and pussy looking so ready for me, and in the candlelight I saw under her tush the swell of her pussy and the glistening moisture on the lips of her thick slit. She sat up beside Ronnie on her. It must be the washbasin from the bathroom. "More please, get rid of all this nasty sweat." Nasty? No, I disagree. It makes you look fantastic Leah. But I though you could use a little cool down for being such a good sport." Again I hear him ring out the washcloth, then the wonderfull coolness on my throat."So, what is your plan for me? Am I going to get a spanking for my naughty mouth?" Oh no, my wife. I have a much better suprise for you today." Now my curiousity is peaked. What kind of. I licked her face, neck & boobs, while my other hand was rubbing her pussy.Finally, I removed her last covering & started playing her pussy with the finger. She was completely wet. She was moaning aaaaaahhhhhhh… Ooouuucchhhhh & admiring my soft touch. I went down further to her bally & then to her pussy. She was smelling brilliant. I parted her vaginal lips with my tongue & started eating her pussy. She was really very tasty & hot. She was moaning.By this time she was fully excited. She said I. Task Force Foxhound, consisting of the CSS Arthur C. Clarke and the corvette CSS Caldecot Castle, would be departing for Hesperus early in the morning – about oh-four-hundred Monday. The crew of the Clarke had spent a busy weekend transferring their extra concubines down to Thule, where Lieutenant Carruthers had arranged for a cluster of pods for the crew's families at Base Scott. Normally the Clarke's families would have remained on board, like those of a cube ship's crew, but Hesperus was.