I mean, even though she was leaving me with strangers, she hardly needed to verify that I would be in good keeping. Although when I thought about it t...at way, it seemed very motherly of her.I don't know if Lucinda Whitley was expecting to meet Mom or not, but she didn't seem surprised to see both of us when she opened the door. After a brief introduction, she showed us into a modest but immaculate living room that looked like it was ready for an appearance in a magazine. Even the magazines on. It was a forced revolution of sexual freedom that the most prudent populace lacked, an odd cornucopia of pleasure and erotic exploration that found significant conflict among the conservative and the disciplined. However many times the Knights of the Sacred Chalice restrained any of these revolutionaries, found themselves eventually participating, shedding their weapons and armor to join in with the orgies that rampaged unchecked. Within days, everyone in the Kingdom had effectively been. We must presume they have hidden them well and still observe us,’ the senior Master informed the group.‘This is unfortunate. Are this prey more advanced than we are?’‘That is a conclusion I am fast coming to. More advanced and quite warlike.’‘Can we win?’‘I believe so, though it could be so costly as to have not been worth the effort.’‘What is the control group’s recommendation?’‘That we fight.’‘That is somewhat disturbing.’“Come in, sub-Commander Kiria, and take a seat,” Commander Gust ordered. She shuddered as I brushed against her tightly encased cleavage. "Help me out and give me some spit, I need some lube," I said.To my surprise, she dropped to her knees right in front of me. Her soft little hand closed around the base of my dick, and I thought she was going to spit right on it. Instead, her tongue snaked out and swirled around the fat tip of my cock, and then her mouth plunged down my pole. Her hot, wet mouth engulfed me to the hilt, and I felt the tip of my hard meat pop.