"Guys really dig seeing two chicks make it with each other; it turns them on like you wouldn't believe." Hearing footsteps in the hallway, Lorena felt...a warm rush of blood to her face and let go of Jean's tits to step back. "There he is. I guess we'll just play it by ear." "If that's your bag," Jean laughed and drew the diaphanous robe tightly about her body to outline the shape of it. Eric Johansen came quickly into the room, shutting and locking the door behind himself. He had two bottles,. .. playing with her. Even through the haze of overwhelming lust, the Doctor can acknowledge what an incredible occurrence this is. Agnes is turned around and around by the beast, every inch of her skin is touched and tested by one of a dozen of tentacles. At one point, she’s poised with her legs spread, folded in half, her back to the glass where the whole crew is watching.The Doctor can see the tiny, pink star of her asshole, her small cunt under it. She’s so close that he can watch when she. The women had never seen one, but only heard novelty stories of how they changed color.The two girls advanced to within five paces, centuries of worth refined training styles had been drilled on both women throughout the 20 summer they had been living. Long before either chose the path of the Huntress, they were learning. They knew what their mothers before them learned so they could go all the way to a fulfilling death. Once they chose the Huntresses path thousands of year’s worth of. The cubed root of ... something-or-other." Execute 'Sir Robin'!"A cute little concubine aboard the Lanier flinched, momentarily regretting the Christian name that her parents had bestowed upon her. Fortunately for young Robin, the Lanier's AI understood the command and left her unmolested."Aye aye, fleeing like a scared little girl," the three AI advised, still as unemotional as ever.On the bridge of every ship in the diminutive fleet, a small screen in the corner of the Tactical display showed.