"It really wouldn't count as sex, would it? I mean, we're not doing it to have sex, we're just doing it to see what the pube thing would feel like, ri...ht?" Right." I guess we can try it," I said, finally. "Just to see what it's like." Ok." Ok."We stared at each other for a bit.I said, "Well... I guess you should get between my legs and we can try it." Alright." Jesse got between my legs, his penis sticking up and suddenly looking very large. He took it in his hand and said, "Uh... where exactly. Ram your cock up my cunt." She wasvery tight but her juices were providing plenty natural lubrication andMike shafted her as fast as he could. Her little clit, already battered and bruised from last night'sexertions, was rasping over Mike's shaft and driving Susan towards herorgasm. "Nearly there," she breathed in his ear. "God, I'm so close." She suddenly squealed loudly and buried her face deeper into Mike'sshoulder. He felt a sharp pain as she bit the tender flesh of his neck andthen. "Zoey rolled over, trying to block out her sister's voice."That's it. I'm going back to the kitchen and spitting in your orangejuice." Fine," Zoey conceded, sitting up. "You wouldn't really spit in my glass,would you?"Mack got an evil grin. "Just get up on time and you won't have to worryabout that." Nerd." Zoey sent a stuffed animal flying towards Mack.Mack ducked out of the room before it could hit its target, calling out,"Bimbo!"Zoey then followed her normal routine. Well, her normal routine. Bands of cream and red crept past, rippling like hazy scarves. Despite the silhouetted mesh of stylized leaves and vines that reinforced the thick stack of shield glass between her and the planet, Mira's head lazily pirouetted and she clutched the arms of the wing chair on reflex. Then the floor swept to black from left to right and the silhouetted leaves and vines reflected the interior lights again, turning brassy against the dark background. Seven and a half seconds, and the view of Jupiter.