The tallest object in the broken jungle was a huge chunk of ice.To the west, they could see traces of the Palisades across a Hudson River that was a l...ttle too wide. The front door camera view was filled by the Eridanian they had nicknamed 'Rocky'. His green appeared faded and dull. "Rocky looks exhausted. I hope he's going to be OK. Maybe Pete or Amy can figure a way to help him." Mary wished."I'm betting Pete can talk to him. He can read us like a grade school primer. He talks to. Like the women, sweat was beaded upon my brought and my crotch wasuncomfortably tight from the pressure of my erection. I let out a sighand leaned back in the comfortable executive chair massaging my cock,trying to release some of the tension. This did not help, but insteadmade me feel more excited.The scene was changing once again. The two large French doors opened andDonna strode into the room. Instantly a hush came across the room andall that could be heard was the sobs of Jennifer. Donna. Teacher: I hope not! But that’s not the issue.Me: What is it?Teacher: It’s about Rose, she was never late to class before even for a minute. And the first day you entered their group, it’s the first day she was late.Me: What?Teacher: I don’t know if you two are involved in a relationship or something. But I don’t want to see her good behavior suffer because of you. I’m sure you are a nice person, but you need to think about her and her future.Me: Hold on, I’m not with Rose or anything. And it’s. "It--it's at the back of my pussy--" she said, quaveringly, "but it--it can get thicker if--if you Like!" She lifted her hips, slowly rotated her pelvis as Basil touched the button and made the sheath expand.Doris closed her eyes, held her breath as the thickness increased; every now and then she'd make a wet, sensuous sound as a fresh part of her sensitive vulva was titillated by the expanding sheath.Basil watched the slit stretch open; the soft labia lips curled outward, showing wet, pink.