The girls that planned to stay until later this evening, or overnight, turned the sofa into a bed. The others called their parents to find out what wa... going on. A quick checking of their schedules had them lined up by when they had to leave, how long they took in the shower and if they were going to try to wash their hair. The other girl I had already screwed had already showered and dressed.As much as I would like to say I could remember their names, how their pussies felt during sex, if they. He rises his head, kissing softly just above the waistband. Now I should probably slip away...before I'm tempted to kiss…the fabric itself.”Michelle eased a hand under the weak elastic, giving herself a stroke. She was surprised at how wet she found herself to be already; she pulled back and tested her panties from the outside, and they too were damp. This proved to be a mistake in efforts—Michelle was dangling her tether from the finger of one hand, and using the other, she tried to twist the. And the truth is, you’re probably right.” Peter took a drink. “What do you think about pulling off a switch tonight with Joy?”Paul cocked an eyebrow. “There’s an interesting idea. What did you have in mind?”“I don’t know that I have it all worked out, but I was thinking that once I get her naked and fuck her, I could leave the room and you could go in. The room would be dark and she wouldn’t know the difference.”“Except my cock is a lot bigger than yours,” Paul laughed.“Bull shit!” Peter said. "Well, Admiral," Kirk greeted the stooped old man. "How'd we do? Did we do better than the Lexington?" You did better than the Lexington and every other ship we put up to this scenario, and you damn well know it," T'sien Lo muttered darkly. "And if I ever figure out how the hell you did it, I'll be back and I'll bring a Star Fleet resignation form with me -- for you!" With that, the admiral turned abruptly and stalked away. When the turbolift door shooshed closed behind him, Kirk chuckled.