He was wearing shorts – that was it – just shorts. No shirt, no shoes, no socks, just shorts. The broad expanse of his naked back teased and tempt...d me. The room smelled of Dan and sweat. Sweat on its own isn’t nice but a small amount of Dan-sweat is okay. This was a bit more than a small amount of Dan-sweat but I guess the room didn’t actually stink.Dan still hadn’t noticed me standing in the doorway. I felt a weird temptation to take off my dress and dance in my underwear back and forth. He forces me to say "Tracy loves you big cock Sir!" while his cock is stuffed in my mouth, He starts taking pics and video of me sucking forcing me to say how much she loves cock. He tells me it's almost time to watch Tracys pussy get stretched. I cry. I beg. "Please Sir don't fuck Tracy Sir!" He mocks me and says "are you crying cucky faggot?!?" and proceeds to wipe my tears with the head of his cock and tells me we're going to use those tears to lube my throat because as I'm watching Tracy. .i wake up with the usual morning erection, but something is different...my hands and getting are cuffed to the bed. as I take a look around I see a two women who must be 20 yrs older than me standing at the foot of my bed, one had on a mascarade mask with matching bras and thong and the other woman was naked with a determined look on her face, then it hit me she was the leasing agent Michelle at my complex!! I couldn't figure out who the other woman was...before I could say anything, the. David and Carol finished getting the transporter loaded. It wouldn’t be super comfortable sleeping in the transport while the got the dome up. They would also have to eat the dehydrated meals, as the transporter wasn’t set up for living in.But those are the joys of space.David piloted the transporter down to the surface of Mars.It was a desolate place. It reminded him of the Simpson Desert in parts, but it was a hell of a lot colder. His dad had taken him on a road trip when he was sixteen. He.