Momma's well-fucked hole was oozing what looked like a mixture of Pappa's cum and Momma's thin and ample juice. It flowed down onto Pappa's impaling, ...hrobbing rod, and Cody could see the place where he entered the world flex and clench as Momma started cumming hard. Cody licked his lips as he watched his Momma's cunt convulse and spasm while her juices flowed more freely before she even squirted a little, spraying down Pappa's legs with short bursts of her hot cum.As her whole body followed. "Oh my God. You want me to — what do they call it? — pull a truck?" Pulling a train." Truck, train, whatever. No! Absolutely not! No way!" Come on Mrs. Collins, think about it. You still want to fuck even when we are done. You wear us out and you still want more. This would be your best chance to get all you want, to see how much you can handle. Four hours, eight till midnight and you get all the sex you cam handle and you get the tape. Four hours Mrs. Collins, four hours and it is over." No,. " I want to interview some women on the repression they suffer in this country," she said."Don't you want to ask me anything?" inquired the Emir, "I rather thought you knew all about the Kobekistani repression of women already. Last month's edition of your magazine carried a scathing article about it under your by-line." Well, yes, but I expect to find that it is worse than even I imagined. I will want to ask you some very hard questions, but I want to see the women first." Now is not the time. If we’re going to be bored and useless nothings, all we have to do is live down to their current expectations. If we’re going to end up making a difference, every one of us is going to have to excel, be creative, and figure out how this tool we’re going to have at our disposal might possibly change the course of this war. I don’t know about you guys, but I hate being bored and feeling useless. I’ve had enough of that on Earth. Out here I want to make a difference. How about you guys?”A chorus.