Our hands roaming each other’s bodies we continue to kiss. My hands unbutton and slide the zipper of his jeans and slide it down. Immediately his co...k springs to life under his boxers. I take his cock into my hand and I begin to stroke while his mouth finds a nipple beneath my cami and begins to suck. His hips lurch as he tries to fuck my hand but I hold him down still wanting to feel his cock growing inside my hand. Stroking, squeezing I can feel him getting harder and harder. He lifts my cami. "Dinner, much to her relief, was a very one-sided affair. Molly was served with her usual frugal meal, while her 'Papa' was served a comparatively sumptuous repast of onion soup, followed by smoked salmon, followed by mutton chops, followed by an apple pie, and rounded off with some extremely smelly cheese. Each course was accompanied by wine, of which none was offered to her. During the meal the conversation was very desultory, and totally innocuous while the serving girls were passing to and. "Donovan, it's a miracle you got that crate in here but you can't stay.And we can't give you any more credit for repairs. That thing was beyondserviceability when the four of you took her over." The man lookedaround then said, "The damned Gender Police are everywhere. All becauseof those four ships out there. They got Trans Crews, sanctioned byFleet." He showed him a hard copy of the Exile order transmitted byFleet Command at Earth Station.Tutie used her com badge to call Shelly. "Mom, that. The only thing I took away from these stories, was that every protagonist in the tale was sporting at least nine inches of man meat and the women always had an orgasm as the man came deep in her pussy.And the more stories I read, the more hackneyed and predictable the tales became. I have always enjoyed the written word more than the imagery. Don't get me wrong, a beautiful naked woman aroused my younger self, but a well told tale could be just as erotic as that first reading, whereas the.