“There’s not, is there?” Caroline gasped.“Well… theoretically... we, I mean my supervisor and me, we have a half-baked something, but it’s...not proven and we’ve no way of knowing if it would even work.”“How half-baked?” Caroline had leant over and was holding Mike’s wrist tightly. “I’d go, be your guinea-pig, just point me in the right direction and Wham Bam, off I’d go back to 1875.”“It’s not that easy...” Mike began, “.. there’s all sort of dangers... You mightn’t get back, you might end up in. “We’ll exit through the side hatch, Icky,” Arlene instructed, unnecessarily.“Affirmative. I shall be awaiting your signal.”A few minutes later, Arlene released the hatch seal and water began coming in. The two checked each other’s skin suits one last time as the water swirled about their knees.“They work in vacuum; they’ll work in water,” Arlene told her partner as the airlock filled, but it sounded more like she was trying to tell herself.Both pilots activated their suits and glided out the. The night was sultry, the waves crashed against the sandy beach and it was peaceful. It almost seemed perfect. Clark asked ‘Now what do you think? Not all men are the same.’ Kota looked at her tent mate and gave a little laugh. ‘I guess not. You were romantic, spontaneous, the whole package. I hope I’m not wrong about you.’ Clark looked and before he could say anything, Kota kissed him with such passionate force, neither of them wanted that kiss to end. Kota released her grip from Clark’s. The long session of cunt licking and the obvious continuing sexual heat of both bitches had not surprisingly drawn both dogs’ cocks from their sheaths, and they were randy for yet another fuck. Keryl grinned, slid to hands and knees on the patio, and wagged her ass at the milling studs, while Katy rolled her eyes and feigned being put out by the continual demands of their bestial lovers. Keryl moved closer to her daughter so their tongues could tangle in a kiss even as the dogs mounted their.