Magic swirled.The next shot struck and flared and there was nothing after that.The Enterprise was the only place the meeting could have been held. Arc...dia was too volatile, the Russian ships too small – in aggregate, their fleet was larger, but their ships were all designed without centrifugal sections. The Enterprise had security, it had comfort, it had size, it had gravity. But it still took almost two days of wrangling and shouting before the Russians agreed to alter their orbit to a polar. He must have sensed I was about to come as he stopped, stood up and hugged, me kissing me hard while grinding his hard cock against mine and rubbing our legs against each other. We were both getting close to coming. Trust me he asked, I nodded not totally sure that I did but going with the moment. He gently turned me around and put my hands on the toilet cistern bending me over. Then he squatted down and pulled down my knickers. Oh my fucking God, he’s licking my arse. And then, oh wow. He was. Moaninga little, the nine doomed fairies returned to consciousness. Then they beganto cry: full-throated, heartbroken sobs. Well, all but one began to cry: theone he had most recently captured. She was a red-haired, freckled minx, withthe prettiest pussy in the bunch. But her face was anything but pretty at themoment: a study in hatred and barely-contained rage. (Her scarlet tunic andheels fit her apparent mood to a tee!) "You . . . fucking . . . furry . . . bastard!" she said through. On each hard thrust my cock seemed to go further down her throat until it was going all the way in. It felt wonderful!My cock soon erupted and I shot her throat full of my sticky goo and then crawled off. I had another idea. I went to the kitchen and returned with three large bananas. Turning Ana over on her stomach; I played with her shapely ass and then inserted one of the bananas into her well lubed rectum and pumped it in and out before jamming it almost totally inside. Turning her back.