She felt my raging hard on and said, "Saheb, your cock has grown into a fabulous instrument as I had predicted. Any girl would consider herself fortun...te to take it up her choot."Why don't you be that fortunate girl," I proposed laughing."I would have loved to but now I am married and I have promised to myself that I will not fuck anyone but my husband. Rajaji had kindly bestowed 'red status' on me as my wedding gift," she said."Mamta, I am desperate. Do something," I said, "there are so many. Her reaction is perfect, and with both my fingers curled, I flick and pop her swollen tit tips, comparing them to the size of my thumb, wondering how long it will take before they go numb from a lack of circulation.P-P-Please PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!?Please what!?? I laugh, flicking her nipples as sharply as I can manage without breaking my fingers. I already know what she wants, but I want her to say it, to wish for something that will not happen.PLEASE TAKE THEM OFF!!! She’s screaming now, her. You better retrain yourself to be a brain surgeon Doctor, because on this ship the two major injuries you are going to deal with are to the head and spine.’ ‘I’m going to need a lot of books to study from in order to do that Doctor Luck.’ ‘Books are not allowed on this ship because they are flammable. Anything and everything you want to know about the human body is stored in our computers. We are quadruple redundant. If our number one computer goes off-line, the number two computer comes. ”“You’re not a slut,” he said, firmly.“Easy for you to say,” she grumbled.“What they think doesn’t matter,” said Bob. “What I think matters, and what you think matters, but what they think is of no consequence.”“I don’t want to think about it. Get ready,” she said, taking her suit from his hands and stepping into it. He watched appreciatively as she wiggled it into place. “Don’t wear a shirt. I want all the women to be jealous of me,” she said.He shook his head.“You have a twisted affinity for.