“TOUCH MY COCK,” I screamed in my head. I tried to send her a telepathic message, “touch Larry’s cock, feel how hard it is.” But all she wou...d do is look at it.Fred finally came out of the bathroom with a robe on and based on his bare chest and legs I figured he wasn’t wearing much. Ruth looked over at him and gave him the same look she used to give me when she’d tell me not to adjust my erection. As soon as he was seated in his chair across the room she got up and went to the bathroom leaving. With her brush, she got behind the toilet and scrubbed around the wall fixtures and the seal on the floor. With a softer sponge, she washed the sides and bottom of the bowl, having to be on her hands and knees the whole time. Her behind must have been facing the vent, or whatever was causing that breeze, because it felt good, swirling up her skirt again, and keeping her from getting so sweaty like last time.She was surprised to hear the front door open, and hear Ms. Crow call out, "Ilsa? Where. No other traffic outbound, CSS Nirvana inbound on Approach Vector Four."The speakers soon rang with intership communications as one by one, the ships of the fleet brought their primary sublight engines to full power, broke orbit and headed toward the jump point.As the CSS Arctic Princess took her place with the rest of the Fleet, South Dakota TV screens tuned to KROA-TV began showing advertisements for a series of reports by "former Action News reporter, Sandy Hause", to start Monday at six and. She leaned over and whispered in my ear. "You need some help here, Bill?" I ... I'm not entirely ... sure, Suzy." Oh, you boys," she whispered back, and then she stopped talking.Hidden nicely by her coat, she spread her legs a little more, and reached down with her own hands, first to hike her dress up out of the way, and then to take hold of my own hand and guide it. She took my fingers in hers, bent them to the shape that was required, slid my hand down past the curly nest, and inserted my.