Then you got two days off and had to repeat the task.“Odd,” Mutra murmured to her husband, the pilot of the craft.“Odd?” Janta replied as he s...mply sat comfortably in the pilot’s chair watching a tridee series on the monitor.“Not picking up any emanations from the Hammerhead,” Mutra replied, frowning.“That is odd. Fancy taking a look?”“Yes, please.”Janta took the ship off its autopilot drift and, using the heavily shielded gravitic drive, started the Misty Cloud on a course towards the distant. This, again, elated me. Not only did I have constant contact with my idol, but She also liked hearing that I masturbated to Her? Heaven. It escalated from there. She had me send her pictures of my cock. Being honest, I’m not too big: I barely scratch 5 inches on a good day. This, I think, is where our relationship took a turn.See, I learned that Maisie has an extremely dominant side, one that she started showing to me. She demanded all manner of things from me: that I wear certain outfits, do. ?Kiss my balls.? He murmured, closing his eyes.Her lips slid off his shaft and he felt her hot breath against his ass crack.?And finger your cunt at the same time.?He sensed her shifting position, moving her arm. Her tongue felt wet and warm on the sensitive part between his scrotum and butt. He blinked open an eye to check. Her dark doe-eyes were still fixed respectfully on his face. She was learning fast.?Lower.?Her pink tongue probed hesitantly but obediently into his damp cleft.He winked at. " He smiled coyly."Didn't know I had an audience," I rolled over onto my back, exposing myself to him. "Did you enjoy it?"He began rubbing his cock through his shorts. "You could say I that." His eyes drank in my body. He hoped down of the edge and into the pool. He stood beside me and ran his hand up my leg. I sat up, dangling my legs into the water. Evan positioned himself between my legs and placed his hands on my thighs. "You know I've always wanted to kiss you," he told me rubbing his.