She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him fiercely, pressing their naked bodies together and making him moan. Why was he moving so slowly? Ver... thought. Did he doubt that she wanted this? She ran a finger down the trail of hair that disappeared into David’s waistband. He got the message and unbuttoned his jeans, letting them and his boxers fall to the floor. Vera maneuvered them both to the bed, still kissing his lips. He laid her down gently and kissed her neck. Vera panted, she had. "Kala sat beside her husband and watched the bridge crew file out. Getting up from her chair, she moved over to him. She sat in his lap and cuddled with him."I love you, Ken. Now carry me to our bed and make love to me."Slipping his arms under Kala, Ken stood up as the bridge doors chimed.Setting her down, he said, "Enter."The doors opened and Tina Wayne, along with three other girls came on to the bridge."Tina, what are you doing on the ship?"Tina came to attention, and saluted the man she. ”She hadn’t been specific, so when both men pressed digits into their respective orifices she gasped at the unexpected dual penetration. Involuntarily, her hips thrust back and forth, sawing against their invading fingers, her orgasm clearly at hand. Her mysteriously elusive vision seemed to be on the verge of coalescing into form.“More.”Two fingers in her squelching cunt she took with ease. Two fingers worming their way into her ass were a stretching she’d not experienced since Wormtongue’s. She really had a poker face, but she again leant forward. “Let me explain with a couple of examples,” I continued. “Let me tell you about the time I gave, Susan, one of my sister-in-laws a massage.”“She had driven across country to visit us with one of her friends. It took her two days and when she arrived Susan complained to my wife, Lisa, that all the muscles in her neck and back were sore from the long hours at the wheel and a bad motel bed the night before. My wife suggested that I give.