Almost completely withdrawn from me, I feel the tip of your shaft at my pussy edge, without warning, you slam your shaft back inside me. I cry out in ...cstasy as I feel your balls slap against me with the force. You begin a onslaught of taking me over and over with your shaft, the sounds of your balls slapping against me filling the air and mingling with our groans of passion. You keeping me pinned to the bed as your hips forced me down into the mattress with each thrust. My hands gripping yours. "Don't sass me woman!" I gathered her hands. "My only wife. I, Peter Harper McElroy took you Gwendolyn Meredith Weiss to have and to hold, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health for as long as we both shall live." I kissed her because men don't cry when they're happy. "You my wife an' this our home so I get ta do this." I swept her into my arms and narrowly avoided banging her head on the doorframe."Peter!" She was torn between sheer embarrassment and absolute joy. "You're. .." Functions. Responses," Flutesnoot said."Functions and responses, yes. And ... well, I've linked them to my computer though a plug-in antenna — there are no wires — and, uh ... the idea is, that ... well ... a person puts the helmet on, and, uh, the things..." E-lec-trodes!" Electrodes, yes ... send gentle pulses to the brain."Betty put her hand over her mouth, hiding a sympathetic giggle. The poor thing was just so horny."And what to these gentle pulses do?" Flutesnoot asked."Well,. The people who set the budget were dominated by the "Earth is unique" faction, and were sure that we would not encounter any aliens of any sort; therefore, we did not need weapons. The Space Marines we had on board were there strictly to control the humans.Anyway, Computer and I scratched our collective heads and came up with a possible defense, but we honestly did not know how much good it would do. Computer was able to program a large replicator to produce a crude Lithium Bomb. The idea was.