Seeing his muscular build, a slight sheen on him from sweat, a chiseled face, what looked like somewhat Italian features. A bit of a tan on him, makin... his abs look more pronounced, his short black jogging shorts showing off his legs.“Well, it looks like you enjoyed the show…..” She motioned with her finger down to his crotch and he looked down at it“Oh my god!!, I’m so sorry!” He suddenly realized that he had been standing there with a raging hardon this whole time, he clumsily tried to cover. " T'Pol, where's the other ship?"The captains inquiry helped her push her emotions back for later processing. "We passed them 0.55 minutes ago. At Warp 5.1, we would reach the T'Planit 4.5 minutes before them." Ok, Travis, 5.1, give Trip a break." Aye..." EVERYBODY GET OUT! T'S GONNA BE NASTY!" Trip's shouting sounded through the still open connection to engineering. A series of explosions were followed by an almighty thud, very suspiciously sounding like someone violently slamming into a solid. No one had reported seeing the plane go down, which wasn’t unusual considering the sparsity of people in the area. There wasn’t much they could about it, but a bulletin had gone out to be alert for any sign of a plane crash.The telephones ringing off the hook accounted for the majority of the activity. There were too many phones and not enough people. None of the calls were from someone reporting anything new. The calls were from members of the press wanting updates on the progress of the. “Oh god, yes,” I cry out. “I am yours. Yours to use and to own. Please let me cum. I am your cum-slut, your fuck-toy, OH God PLEASE,” I beg. He seems pleased, knowing he finally owns me, truly owns me, and with that he finishes what he started and I feel my body explode on his cock, followed by the feeling of his cock pumping his cum into my pussy, filling it up, making it his. As I lie there naked, basking in the glow of our recent activities, I take in all of him. Mesmerized by the sight of.