"Is this kissing just for you, or is it open season?" She didn't say. Why, got somebody in mind? I might get jealous."Before I could protest that I di...n't have anyone in mind, my brain dredged up images of Kelly, Alana, Mikee, Allie, and Paula.Robbie read my face. "You do have someone in mind. I am jealous." Oh, shut up," I said and kissed her to end the discussion. As my nose rubbed against her cheek I could smell a faint aroma of cinnamon. My lips mashed against hers. Her mouth was slightly. “Hello baby,” they smile at each other before they kiss tongue passionately as I lick and kiss Alana’s glorious ass cheeks.“I am going to bring Janet to orgasm while she sucks your cock honey,” Alana tells me as we position ourselves. Janet is sitting on a dining chair, legs apart, in front of a wall mirror as Alana licks and sucks her nipples. Then she licks her way up her thighs. As the tip of her tongue finds Janet’s clit I throw off my shirt and stroke my now very erect cock.“Wow, awesome,. He took an artificial phallus from the hot water, and beginning at her mouth slowing moved it downwards. It moved past her neck, down between her breasts, and past her navel. She closed her eyes in anticipation of the piercing of her womanhood. Instead, he only slightly parted her now moist lips. Slowly but firmly he inserted the warm, pulsating rod into her other orifice. Her gasp of surprise soon turned into sounds of desire as he plunged it deeper and deeper while several fingers of his. ” Dee Cee reported.Mona climbed into the spacecraft. Lucy was right behind her, “Mona, this will be your ship. Is that All right Dee Cee?”“Yes, Major.”“Dee Cee, I go for certification now. We’re going around the moon and back.” Mona said biting her lip trying to ease the nerves.The Lieutenants came in, “The only thing we found was some bird shit on the port side,” Joe reported.Mona picked up the mic, “This is Lieutenant Mona Jackson of the Washington DC Space Cadets in Model 445 Dee Cee heading.