"Years of training with the FBI taught Victoria and me to keep a straight face when faced with the revelation of startling information, but my girls h...d never received such training. Megan and Julie didn't react, as they were scribes; very little surprised them anyway, and besides, they had probably known this before it even happened. Katie and Becky, being involved rather extensively in the last cycle in what was going on, were trained enough not to react either. I was probably the only one. Donna's small fists barely had a grip on the cock, but the feeling of this hard flesh and thick veins was so good.She noisily came up for air, releasing the monmouth dick from her mouth, along with a torrent of saliva. Donna continued rubbing his pipe furiously between her palms licking the head like an oversized lollipop, admiring the weight of it. Without warning she slammed her mouth down over the cock and forced it down about 10 inches; the girth was what prevented Donna from taking him. For one thing, it rained all of the time. Of course, that was not literally true, but it seemed that way to Bruce and Brenda. They went down in the shuttle with Heartfullofjoy because they wanted to experience the ride. It was like an amusement park ride, combined roller coaster and bumper cars! The atmosphere was so violently unstable that the locals had never developed machines for flight, let alone, space travel. They were completely dependent on visitors like the Happytravelers for all. Ah... I... ah... had sex when I wasn't supposed to," the red-faced Vickie answered staring at the floor."You managed to fuck with your cunt locked shut?" No. I... ah... I had... ah... anal..." Vickie stammered with growing humiliation."You let somebody fuck your ass without your mistress' permission?" Yes." Vickie said relieved that the facts were now out."OK, you can use my office to make up your form and print copies of it. Why don't you use my PC," the Coach gestured at the computer setting.