"It's been too long since I've had a cock buried in her pussy," she whispered to me. I was in a state of shock and happiness. I tried to arch myseld ...o I could observe my cock sinking into this sweet cunt which still had a surprising amount of elasticity to it. She was a demon possessed as she rose and feel with an ever quickening pace. Her face contorted and her eyes rolled back in their sockets as her tongue licked her lower lip. Apart from fondling her bouncing tits I was merely a passive. The room wasn’t unpleasant, but it was very barren. It was at least as clean as the waiting room. The only furniture were a toilet, a bed without any linen on it and a small table with a chair. There were no windows, but there was a small viewscreen beside the bed, although it was off. A small tray of something to eat was waiting on the table.?Not exactly the presidential suite, but I’m sure you’ll find it cozy,? Ginger said as she took off my gag. ?Let’s get you more comfortable.?She knelt. When it was all done, Ginger told him, "I got you something to celebrateLuke's first sleepover with us. It's on the floor of the closet, inanother of those pink bags, with the handles. Go get it, Sniffles."He did as he was told, taking the bag and setting it on the dresser.What came out of it was a filmy baby-doll nightie. Ginger had himwriggle out of the embarrassing top and remove those satiny panties. Hegot the sleepwear over his head and let it slide down, caressing hishairless torso as. I’ll take the call from Ipanema,” I commanded.There was a long pause and then I heard a weary Captain Prescott speaking. “Captain?”“I’m here. I’m trying to get Corsica into position. The only problem is that we’ve taken several hits on our starboard side. I’m tempted to have my helmsman roll the ship,” I replied.“Zulu won’t break off,” Captain Prescott said. “I’ve been arguing with the captain of the ship about that.”“If we can hold out for fifteen minutes and take out most of the Sa’arm ahead.