.. someone like Ms. Hartensen!Lost in that stunningly erotic fantasy, her butt naturally perked itself outwards and upwards, parting her vaginal openi...g, just at the right moment for Ms. Fenton to grasp her hips and thrust deeply into her. After a few deep hard penetrations from her boss’s strap-on phallus, sweat was sheening on Julie’s back and flanks, her round sexy ass was quivering, and she felt as if electric bolts were exploding in her pussy. She began to give guttural gasps, groaning. " Oh, no Vicky. He's just like me. He used to see the people in the bars and he has as low a tolerance toward cheating as we do. I can't see him just accepting a long-term affair any more than you or I would. I think he might be able to accept a one night stand but as for an affair—NO Way."Vicky had tensed up again when he said he would not accept a long-term affair but she smiled then and turned to him. She gave him a gentle kiss and said, "Well, I'm glad you're still the man I married. We. We rested as our heartbeats slowed.Two slender women made out on the next couch, mouths and tongues all over each other. Their sparkly dresses hung around their waists. I watched for a bit."Spank them." I whispered into Damian's ear. "They're bad girls. Messin' up that couch."I sat up. Fixed my dress. Pulled his leather belt free. Folded it in half and pressed it into his hand.He swung. Connected right across the ass of the one on top. "Bad Girl!"She shook. Their legs moved.He swung. He shut the video off and opened the first aid compartment again. As he reached for the pain pills, the bright red vial in the top left corner, sealed, warnings written on it, reflected the cabin lights. His hand grasped the vial.A few moments later, he secured the outer door to the converter feed, grinning as if he had achieved something. The red pill's mass would be of little use to equipment designed to convert heavy metals to energy for the engines, but its scarlet beacon wouldn't be there.