All of the tanktubs accelerated to maximum feasible speed as the operators tried to get a better look at whatever they had seen so fleetingly.Suddenly... the tanktubs stopped sending images back to the Earth-based control center. It was impossible to tell whether the tanktubs had been destroyed or communication had simply been blocked. The smart money was on the first choice, since the people on Earth believed that there was no way to block or shield the FTLR signals.Immediately, the replicator. “No. Ben may have a temper when he’s mad but I know he’d never hit me.”“You aren’t getting a divorce, are you?” Karen had to ask.“I hope not. I love Ben. I still think we have a good marriage. I want to tell you the reason why we’re not getting along. I guess it’s best to just say it.” Cathy took a deep breath for composure, “A few months ago I told Ben that Jessica isn’t his daughter.”That statement stunned Dan and Karen. “What?!” they cried out in unison.“Ben isn’t Jessica’s real dad. I guess. I am soaked, throbbing and awaiting His command. The buildup has been excruciating. My lower belly and pussy are tight with arousal.“Now, Verity!” His gruff whisper booms through my body. I stab the glass cock into my pussy with all the force my shaking arms are capable of.My breath is taken away as the cold, smooth glass penetrates my soaking wet cunt; stretching me open as it pushes through my tightened muscles, detonating an explosion of orgasmic euphoria.One spasm after another rushes. It was a shame this was a race. There wouldn’t be time for any good foreplay, just hot and heavy sex, thrusting my cock into fertile pussies.A gun shot cracked through the air.Soldiers grabbed two women, pushing one at me, the other at Vladislav. Both women shrieked in joy, rushing forward. The girl going for the president did look eager. Maybe she was just horny because of me. Guys loved my orgies for that reason. All the girls were wet for me, but when I was busy, they needed someone to.