” My name is Lance. I’m a private dick. A gumshoe. A flatfoot. I’ve been trained to delve, dig, and dive to the heart of a mystery. I was soon t... learn that mysterious was a word that fit Carlotta to a T. “It concerns my little man in the boat,” Carlotta said. “Your what?” I said. “Did he drown? How small is he, anyway?” “He’s rather big, actually,” Carlotta said, “but that’s not the point.” “Is he small, or big?” I said. “You’re confusing me.” I took a drink of whiskey. I needed it. “It’s. Outside, an animal screamed, whether in pain or passion she couldn’t tell.Carefully, Abigail pushed up her shift and slipped her hand between her legs, feeling for the warm wet hole hidden within her thick mat of hair. She trembled as her finger slipped inside, and she wondered what it would feel like to have Peter’s hard prick inside her, squirting his seed into her body. It was thicker than her finger, much thicker, and she knew that taking something that big inside her body would irrevocably. You hardly even notice the look on her face though because your eyes keep scanning up and down her blue-skinned body from the patch of white hair above her pussy to her iceberg-tip nipples."Fuck you, Doe! I'm going to make sure you're assigned to the Captain's next landing party!" she yells before turning her back on you and storming back into her quarters. You grin as you take the opportunity to admire her azure ass, but that grin is nearly knocked off your face as your own boot flies through. She liked it rubbing against the inner wall and therefore fell forward, practically smothering me with her tits, and grinded on me. She gasps became moans and then groans. She whispered nasty things that might not have been directed at me, but at whatever fantasy she was having. She wanted to be fucked. She liked to be fucked. She liked to be fucked hard. She's such a good girl all day she deserved to be fucked hard. So fuck her hard. Good and hard. I did. I turned her over, found that full,.