"I really doubt they have the courage or inclination to really understand anything I'm telling you." Right. Up theirs!" I saluted the pickup ironica...ly, then grinned back. "Let's hear some more."* * * * The outbound voyage from lost Sylvan was one of subdued mourning and tearful reunions. Morgana wondered if she too wore the bruised, grieving expression she saw on every other face among the refugees and crew of Frostfire. Cradling her surviving child, Maeve, she thought so from the. ..”, and that`s all.Fira quickly forced shit straight in to her open mouth. Tanya, tried to spit it out, but Fira held Tanya's mouth with her dirty palm tight.“Don't even think about spitting it. Don't you even think about that girl. Swallow it. Swallow!”, commanded Fira.“You heard what Fira told you, do you? Swallow it bitch! Common. Swallow it!”, repeated her friend commands Cloe.And it happened. Fira was holding her dirty, all shitty palm on Tanya’s mouth so tight, Tanya couldn't breathe.. She walked up to the raft and sat down inside. She nonchalantly rested her right hand on her thigh, trying to look as natural as possible. The lifeguard turned to his console and pushed a button, and a bar pushed her raft forward towards the dark tube, and her world was plunged into darkness. Quickly, her finger darted for her pussy as the raft started to accelerate inside the darkness. She quickly shoved the material of her suit out of the way and found her clit with her finger tip as the raft. Out of deference to me and the paper thin walls, Mike and Donna had apparently remained celibate during the entire time I was with them. I know this because I never heard anything but occasional snoring coming from their room at night, and because of the ever increasing level of sexual tension in the air.I could see it between them, a casual touch eliciting a gasp, a stray brush of hand to breast when they thought I wasn't looking, and the lingering kisses goodbye as Mike and I headed out to.