Shit! He thought that was all we needed was for the ships to fail just when they were starting to make actual headway!Opening his com. Ambrose called ...is cousin. “Is everything alright?” Ambrose heard Typree ask.“I was just talking to Skylos. He seems to have concerns about the solid taak’in that we are all using. Apparently it has started to destabilize in our ship. I am just hoping that we can make at least this trip before it starts to fail. We have a small supply on board though as I. She smiled as the young man's head sagged."Go on! Fuck off back to the party. I'll follow on later so people won't notice us returning together," she ordered.The young man sauntered away; heading back towards the light and sounds of the party.I zipped my fly and was about to turn to follow when a twig snapped under my foot. I stood dead still. My sister's head snapped around and she stared into the gloom. I wasn't sure if she could see me but a mischievous smile crossed her face and she kept. Would she really take it off while I was there? She continued to struggle with the clip, her back still to me. "Darling, the hook is still stuck. Can you get it?" I stepped forward again, always ready to assist. It was easy to unclip the bent hook but I took my time. "Well, did you get the job?" She stepped into the recess of the closet and dropped the bra off her shoulders. I was off to the side a little, so I could see the side of one breast under her arm as she reached up for a night gown.. .." Fuck me now, Pierre." Oh God please Pierre, I need that beautiful black cock of yours in me now."Her plea was being answered as her words were replaced with grunts. The slap of body against body sounded relentless, each trust taking Barbara closer to orgasm. As she climaxed, Barbara started to scream but Pierre continued his rhythmic fucking, not pausing for her to recover. Her next orgasm came quickly and was followed by another, taking her breath away, which she sounded unable to catch.