Later that night I got up to use the bathroom and I thought I heard noises from my aunt’s room and figured by the sounds she was masturbating.It was...nothing shocking for she has been divorced for 10 years and was not really in the dating scene.Well the weekend was going great.Easter came and went and we had a fabulous dinner and conversation, played some games and watched some TV.Later that night I got up to pee, and again I hear noises from my Aunt’s room.This time I stopped to listen a little. Only ominous sounding static could be heard from the other side of the radio channel. Growing more desperate by the second the man called in again."Valkyrie are you there? Come in,"A couple of seconds later, there was finally an answer."....V-Valkyrie Space Exploration Team Captain Isabelle, reporting our return...."The woman's voice sounded tired, exhausted to the bone even, but all of Mission Control cheered aloud and rejoiced all the same before she could say another word on the matter. It. I was wearing a white cottonbikini brief which perfectly outlined my swollen cock and balls. I heard her take in a sharp breath. She resumed moving her hands – this time over my underwear, stroking my cock in a slow, almost dazed manner. She was wearing jewelry on her hands and the gold bangles tinkled as she hungrily grabbed at my cock trying to encircle it in her first. After a few attempts she was able to dig in her fingers, through the fabric at the around the base of the shaft. She. “Hay-Zeus!” Michael exclaimed, staring around the room at the disassembled parts. “The Praetor said you needed help, but...” He was at a complete loss for words. The machine they needed to retrieve his mother and half-sisters lay in pieces all over the room. “What the hell did you do?” Then before anyone could answer, he added, “I hope at least one of you kept track of what goes where, so you can put it back together...” The look on his face added a grievous question mark to the end of his.