With her work schedule and pressure, we only have weekends for sex and then usually in the shower; with two teens in the house who operates sonar syst...ms instead of ears, it does become a problem. Not so much for me but, she doesn’t want the girls to know we’re actually having sex. Saturday morning found me horny. We enjoyed snuggling for a few minutes before getting up, my arm around her, cupping a nice full breast over her sleepshirt. She could probably feel my morning semi pressing between. ” Clarice saidI kissed Karen and she kissed me back, hard. I dialed up both the speed and the strength of my thrusts, and I could feel her cumming even harder.“It feels like you’re making me cum so hard it’s shredding me inside, and I love it baby. Don’t ever stop. Pound your big cock into my tight pussy forever,” Karen whimpered.Karen came again, and I knew her turn was almost over, so I gave it to her as hard as I could, just short of leaving bruises. I got what I wanted. Her eyes rolled. When we reached the master bedroom, she took one look at the bed and plopped down on it letting my shirt ride up to her waist. My cock got hard again and, unzipping my pants and letting them fall, I moved forward on top of her and entered her pussy.When I sank in to the hilt, she grunted. I pushed my shirt up to expose her breasts and started fondling them as I moved in and out of her pussy. She met every stroke. We moved faster and faster slamming together pelvis to pelvis hard each time we. . whenever]These are the tales of the Starship Futchia and her crew. They have been together on more unfortunate adventures than most in the star sector. They have traveled across more space than many meteors and they have fucked/been fucked by more aliens races than many can count. They are simultaneously the best and worst the Milkyway has to offer the universe. They are the S.S Futchia.These stories start when our young, plucky and vivacious Starship Captain Tirex stole a light purple party.