From their perch atop the virtually nonexistent pads of her breasts, they had been known to protrude for over an inch and a half, quivering antennae, ...egging for a touch. And they were extremely sensitive, too - Marion had been known to approach orgasm from nipple play, alone - not that Ed had ever given them much attention. There had been days when nursing Twyla had been agony and ecstasy, and momentary masturbation afterward (or during, Marion would admit to herself guiltily, if pressed) had. Janet squealed as she poured the lube on my cock and stroked it a bit. She then aimed it at john's ass. I grabbed his hips and pressed forward. Nothing happened. I pressed harder. I felt like my cock would break in half before he slipped inside. Janet reached around John and grabbed his cock. She slowly stroked him as I applied an even pressure to his asshole with my cock. I swirled my cock around a bit. I felt John relax a bit. Suddenly I felt his ass surrender to my invading cock. My cockhead. I many times press her boobs as I always did but this time she also pressed her boobs again over me, she was almost leaning on me. I can feel the hotness in her and soon she left the room saying she will be back in a movement and when she came back, she forgot her chunni in kitchen while bringing juice for both of us and she was looking fucking hot and all I could see in her was d cleavage of her ass and breast every time she bent a little her huge cleavage was visible to me.We started with our. "Young kids..." He shook his head and cued sound for Holding Area 48C. It was a wailer's concert; there must have been forty kids making the room echo to their unhappiness. I sighed. "Okay, we need to get them fed, dispersed, and bedded down. Are we set?" Passenger Mess Seventy is online and we have ten support staff to help get them past playing with menus," The Ops NCO reported."Tell the AI to limit them to ten selections or something," I directed. "They can play later. Requests for formula.