Even the women had more upper body strength the most males of other planets.This trial was the swinging of kettle weights, large balls of solid metal ...ith a kettle-like handle that allowed a one or two handled grip. It was an ancient form of military weight training from Old Earth. The task was to mimic the moves made by the leader as she swung, lifted, and maneuvered the ball through a series of acrobatic exercises. The task was damnedably worse because there was only one ball. She performed. She texted during most of the ride, which I thought was a little strange because she isn't one to spend time on her phone when with someone else. We arrived at the bar and I grabbed us a couple drinks and we set them on a cocktail table and chatted. Marta was still texting on her phone, and smiling a lot. Must be a fun conversation I thought."Who ya texting?" I asked"Oh, nobody." She replied. She seemed startled that I asked her, like she was caught in a private moment.I said okay and stood. I can't say I was too happy about this but needs must, as the saying has it. In a fit of pique, I decided that, if I was going to have to move anyway, it might as well be as far away from where I was as it could reasonably be. It couldn't be a little village in the back-of-beyond, though I was tempted, as I needed to work and there's not much call for my skills in a little village. On top of that, I was a city person at heart and the thought of spending the long evenings engaged in lively. That was enough for Frank. He shot a month's worth of cum built up in his balls into her mouth and Sylvia did her best to swallow all of it. As she let his cock slip out of her mouth, Frank rolled over onto his side and went to sleep without even saying thank you. Sylvia collapsed on her back next to him. He was facing the wall with his back to her. Mike crawled around to her side of the bed and peeked over the top of the mattress. She saw his head rise above the mattress and grabbed and.