No bra!!! Til led me to the bed while Mike sat in a chair in the corner watching as Til slipped the the gypsy top off my shoulders, exposing my breast... and gently kissed one of my already fully erect nipples. I groaned softly as he sucked it into his mouth and circled it with the tip of his tongue. I smiled as I saw the flash of Mike's camera, more memories for our collection!!! As Til's lips alternated between my nipples, I felt his hand move up my leg onto the top of my stockings. I held. “Only if I have to,” I replied.George grinned at me and went back to his paper.Eventually, a freshly washed little boy wandered back into the room, dressed in his pyjamas.“Hey, tiger,” I called out softly. “Come and give your mum a cuddle.”He wandered over to me and crawled into my lap. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him tight.He dropped his head onto my shoulder and a moment later I heard a quiet sniffle.“Hey, sweetie,” I whispered. “What’s the matter?”“Nothin’,” he muttered into my. ” He barked. Sober she probably wouldn’t have tolerated this but she admits the rough treatment was a little different and turning her on. Tugging her by the hair he forced his hairy balls against her chin as cummy spit bubbles formed around the corners of her mouth. “Gugh, Gugh, Gugh,” filled the room. The next thing she knew she was tossed onto the bed and on all fours. She felt his hands pull her hips up as Kurt squatted over her ass. He briefly admired her fat swollen pussy lips before. Nice Guy. Weapons, fire two max discharge shots right at that bitch."Chapter 160TiffanyPersonal log (voice), Tiffany French, Captain of the Flying Dutchman,10:33 pm, November 3rd, 20064:33 pm November 4th, 2006 (local time)"Tiffany, it looks like they're headed into space." Diane called out."Debbie, seal the ship and reset for outer space."Debbie turned to her station. "Joe, close all external openings and reset for orbital operations. Set up standard warning protocols for orbital travel.".