He still felt sore, her wild non-stop bucking and thrashing, pelvis riding his to kingdom come, leaving him slightly bruised and tender. ‘Jesus Em,...what were you trying to do, break me?’ ‘Sorry,’ she grinned, ‘it’s been a while.’ ‘Awhile? More like twenty years in lockup and you just made parole.’ ‘Hmm,’ she purred, turning sideways to bury her face in his neck. ‘Whewww… that’s was certainly worth the wait… let’s meet again in another five years.’ ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘What for?’ ‘I can’t see you. No, I wanted it to be more erotic, so I sucked hard. And bit at her nipples, Janice moaned.Janice reached up to me and fumbled slightly with my trouser zipper. When she got it, I easily slid out of my pants revealing my silky red thong. Janice smiled as she pulled the thong off also. What she found was my perfect, hairless pussy.Janice rolled me off of her and made me lie down. She got onto her knees and bent before my pussy. She traced the lips of my pussy with her tongue and then entered. They go where the owner sends them. OK?When we were rescued and the boat was brought through the hole, our wreck was shuttled to one corner behind the bulkhead. Except it's not a bulkhead. The entire ship isn't metal ... not plastic ... not anything extant on earth ... unless it could be explained as poured magma. Not so. Spun something. HAL/Ricky showed me one being 'made.' Built doesn't work. Hatched? He said the concept was so foreign that it would be millions of years in the future before. ‘Fanny’ is the type of bottom women have and men don’t! The wedding reception was coming to an end shortly before midnight. I had cast eyes over to the pretty, short haired girl sitting a couple of tables away several times and she had smiled back, though without any obvious enthusiasm. I made my move a little clumsily and walked over to ask her to dance. ‘Sure,’ she said taking my hand. A jive and a slow dance holding her close, not making that much effort to hide the effect the physical.