Once even the smallest kink cracked the surface, the combination of high internal air-pressure, a near vacuum outside and a dramatic temperature diffe...ential would turn the historic walkway into an inescapable death-trap.And on this occasion there was no escape from death for all twenty-seven Amalthean delegates, a further dozen ancillary staff, and the High Priest of the Synod of Triton and his entourage who'd disembarked from another space-ship.Paul and Beatrice were more fortunate. Beatrice. I noticed there wasn't a towel to cover myself so I figured the Happy Ending was a sure thing. Hopping up on the table I sat there for a moment, like I usually do, and began to beat my cock. I always like to have a nice hard on sticking out from between my legs as I lay on the table face down. Then at least I know if she doesn't cover me I’ll be happy later on.Once I got comfortable on the table I heard a very faint knock on the door. In the voice of a c***d she almost whispered asking if it. "You know, I saw that your cock that you have hidden with the pillow has grown and is hard", "His hand trailed slowly up and down my leg, and I felt like I was on fire. I pressed the pillow more firmly into my lap."he said, his eyes looking me up and down, an approving look on his face. He gave me a cat like smile and leaned a little closer.His other hand was rubbing my crotch now, and my cock throbbed painfully. I hoped he didn't feel it jump when he continued to caress my naked skin with his. The boys were watching too. I liked watching the boys watch me. If not for my long, hard nipples, my top would have slipped all the way down. This freakishly small two-piece was making this interesting. Just before my top came down completely, I rolled on to my back. Of course, in this position my boobs tried to escape in all directions. From the water, I heard one boy laughing saying he lost his suit on the last dive. “Come on!” He cried. “Help me look!” “If you wanted to go skinny.