Three questions used by gropos to determine if a casualty is still switched on and recording: what is your name, where are you and what is the current...date time group? Out of luck. I guessed that we might be in jump space—just a guess, and it allowed me to claim that we were nowhere. As I said, I could have been in the auto-doc for fifteen minutes or fifteen days. My name. I have a name."Finished coming up with excuses?" someone said. I managed to peek through one eye at the speaker. Bald. Flat. She even had her nose buried in my pubic hair when I felt an occasional swipe of her tongue over my nut sack (well done Samantha!) When I pulled back Jane continued to suck me off and tongue my balls, eager to get my cock hard again so I would finally fuck her with it.When it was hard, I pulled out of Jane's mouth, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her down until she lowered her head and shoulders to the carpet. Still on her knees, her hands cuffed behind her and her shapely ass sticking up. But I was mentally preparing to cut my losses when Mom had died. Grief had put me out of contact for the rest of the week, and I didn't answer any of Lexi's texts or calls for that entire time.She had no way of knowing that my Mom had died, of course, and after almost a week out of contact she'd started to freak out that I didn't like her anymore. Staying out of contact turned out to be the best possible move I could have made, as I'd unintentionally pulled off the "absence makes the heart grow. Look at that..." he said as I stood there holding onto my cock. I was trying to catch my breath as I looked at him with a smirk on his face, as if he had gotten the best of me, and without thinking twice, I took my cum covered cock and pushed it back in his ass, making him let out a loud moan, as he started to take me again. My hands grabbed his hips and then I leaned over him as I slammed my cock deep into his ass. Looking back at me and moaning as he let me fuck him again, realizing that.