"What kind of terrorists?" A whole group of them," he said. "Violent Martian separatists. We have information that they're planning to plant explosive... near federal installations here on the planet." Explosives?" Lisa asked incredulously. "Where the hell would vermin get explosives?" That's what we're going to find out," Walker assured them. "Our information is that there are at least six of them up there, maybe more. They may be armed." Everybody's armed on Mars," Brian said. "This is a. “Mmm, delicious, made to suck, made to fuck too.” “Fuckin’ hell.” She cupped his tight balls and rubbed them. Sucking on his cock once more, her fingers massaged his perineum; it felt hard and swollen with blood. He eased out a rasp of air through clenched teeth as she pressed on its tensed muscles. Concentrating on him, she fought back her gag reflex as she fed his brutish cock into her slight mouth. His body soared as she accommodated him so deeply. Working his cock in and out of her. Of course, the soldiers in the advance had made it fine, being mounted and not held back by wagons, and they had been on the shore with us, helplessly looking on. They set up camp not far away, and took in the few survivors who had been rescued from our side.I wondered why I was still hanging around. I had what I came for, but something kept me in this time zone. For some reason, I stayed. I wondered at this myself. Usually I had a plan, and stuck to it. This time, I was hesitant about. I was around 25 years old when we moved in. I don't know Stella's age exactly, somewhere around 50. Stella was not a beauty, but she was attractive and enjoyable to be around. Her figure might have been called a plus size. She was not fat, rather pleasantly plump. In the six years I had known her I can honestly say that I never had any sexual feelings toward her. The most that had happened between us was some mild flirting, the kind that passes between a lot of outgoing older women and younger.