The kissing was getting her pecum running and we each tried some, still without touching her tool, Jill licked down around her jewels and our plan was...starting to work, the gurl was fucking the air. Jill licked around her exposed brown eye which made her jump and moan, scream, and stiffen I thought she was gonna blow off. I pulled and tweaked her nipples making her twist at her bindings and fuck the air, she was close and starting to sweat and curse us, we almost had her. Climbing up her now. Anger at the Ghost Wolves for raping and killing her, and guilt that if she hadn’t died I never would have met Faoril.To receive the love of one woman, I had to lose the other. It was so wrong. I wished they were both here.“Oh, that’s so nice, pussycat,” purred Faoril. “Lick up all of Thrak’s cum.”I stood up, feeling restless. I stretched my back, spine popping. An unearthly song drifted through the walls of the ship. It was beautiful, perfect. It wrapped about my senses. My dick thrust hard. As required, I danced with Cyndy while Katie danced with Ron.We exchanged the usual small talk, then..."I wish I was going to have as much fun as Katie is tonight!"I didn't say anything at first, I had no idea what Katie had told her."Well ... you're with Ron..." An open implication but non-specific."But he's only with me to make Katie jealous." He's still got a thing for her?"I hadn't talked to Ron about it but I had noticed he'd been a little pissy around me lately."Yeah, that's why Katie. He treated his employees right and their loyalty and good feelings toward him had a lot to do with his success.He left and I got to work.I reached out and had Heather believe she was interested in what I was doing so she would stick around for a while. I was enjoying the scenery.She was twenty-three and the epitome of the blonde bombshell. I know my tastes generally run toward the brown-skinned variety but a beautiful woman is a beautiful woman.Tall, about 5'10" she was a living, breathing.