"Here Captain," Denkton said handing her the map, "It's buried approximately three feet deep."Carmen looked at the map after Denkton had handed it to ...er and she saw marked on it the location of Havana, names of hills, paths, and what looked like two farms. Written on the side was some further information, 'Sanchez farm, bearing E.S.E and by E. to Miguel rock, then bearing a point to the N. of N.N.E., by the trend of the east hummock around two fathoms south to the black crag with the face on. Like waves crashing against a cliff, Anya slipped into the mother ofmultiple orgasms. Somewhere inside Kyle fought to stop it. But everytime he got up another enormous wave of shear pleasure would crush himback against the rocks of the cliff. Leaving less and less of him eachtime. He could feel the hands on his body, helping destroy his masculinityhelping this orgasm wash him away to nothingness. No part of his bodywould obey. Every muscle and nerve danced and pulsed with each crushingwave. And. ”“Back to the subject, Eros is what you two did just now. In fact, I recorded everything. If you want, I’ll give you the video later, Rose.”“You recorded?!”“Yes, it’s important to record, there are several reasons for that.”Rose was silent and blushed a little, but was happy inside, since it was an important moment in her life, it is important to record important moments.“Eros is important too, of course, all kinds of love are. There are those that are not so important, at least not now, but. .. uh, different. It has volcanoes, and its volcanoes seem to have volcanoes,” she said, exaggerating only slightly. And then there are the seemingly ever-present sulfuric acid clouds while you steadily bake at 800 degrees F in more than 800 mile-per-hour carbon dioxide winds. I didn’t want to go down into that even with our shields protecting our interceptors. However, we did manage to do several low-level passes over the area, and if there are aliens in that boiling cauldron of the liquid.