”I kissed her thighs and stomach, then ran the tip of my tongue from her perineum to her clitty. Linda whimpered happily, her body trembling as I be...an lapping at her vulva. I, too, was trembling, light-headed and intoxicated by her warm, clean, oestrogen-laden nectar. After a while, I eased a saliva covered finger into her vagina and felt for her g-spot.Fortunately, I'd had some experience of find-the-g-spot; Linda giggled, then sighed as my fingertip touched a slightly harder, ridged bump a. Robotic probes soon located the Thorne, it was found completely abandoned. It was not lost on the crew that the official explanation was a fabrication. No transports were found in the Thorne either. The reactors were off-line and needed to be charged, they sequenced perfectly. It was good to go. The captain’s moratorium on rumours and gossip soon broke down at these revelations. Trusted with only ship maintenance, the operational team had soon developed a lucrative side line - brokering. I didn't waste time with any specialtechnique or fancy foreplay, this was just a quickie and neither of uswas looking for a tender moment. She spread her ass cheeks with both hands and I guided my cock to heropen pussy, working the head up and down a few times against her pussylips to get myself lubed up before I slid into her. At this point shemade a gutteral sound like a mountain lion's roar and demanded, "Fuck menow, damn it! Hard!" I obliged her. I grabbed both hips and slammed myself into. You go back there behind the bar and wash your hands. That dress is too pretty to ruin.”“Carl?”“Go wash up. I’m not going anywhere.” I had my hand clamped on my arm, trying to keep up pressure. It hadn’t hurt before, but that was changing quickly. Now I was at the stinging-like-a-bitch stage! Shit!That was about the end of the evening in the bar. I think we turned out the entire police force on Eleuthera that night, at least a half dozen, along with a few ambulances. I spent most of my time.