Captain's Log: Stardate 3176.6, Number One in temporary commandThe captain, Boyce, Spock, Tyler, and Garrison beamed down to the planet's surface. It ...as a trick. The camp was an illusion used to draw us here, so the aliens of this planet could capture Captain Pike. He is somewhere below the surface. Our hand lasers couldn't penetrate the doors to the turbo lift hidden in a rock outcropping. The rest of the crew has returned to the ship until we can determine what to do.Pike woke up in a simple. "Have you ever sucked cock, Paula?" She stood motionless, silent.So she doesn't want to make it easy, does she? No problem, either way she's gonna suck it now.Wild put his hands on Paula's shoulders and pushed her to his knees rather more roughly than necessary. Her face was directly opposite the meager six inch appendage that distinguishes the genders. She thought that it might be the least interesting cock of all that she had seen, porn films or magazines, but maybe that was because of her. It was an old mansion, although Ray called it a ruin. I had to admit, it needed some work. In fact, I was counting on it. I hatched the plan to make some inconspicuous secret slave chambers. But more on that later. The mansion and I had love on first sight. It had everything I was looking for, well almost, everything had been badly maintained. The walls around the property were crumbling everywhere. The gardens had been overrun with everything spiky and unpleasant. And the mansion itself had. Raised your hands to my shoulders. Thin straps falling off my arms — and the feeling of your eager touch against my hard nipples. My knees turned weak as your hands squeezed both my breasts and I fell into you gasping when your fingers began to play across my nipples. My breathing was hot gasps as your lips found my neck again, your tongue drawing lines on me up to my ear, where you pulled the lobe into your mouth, sucking and nibbling as I imagined you doing the same to other parts of my.