" Hepaused. "I have the feeling you're going to love it more than any ofthe others. I know we do."So I did.They were on the floor of this very town...ouse. This very room. Thecouch and love seat had been pushed to the sides, the coffee tablebanished to another space, pillows strewn on the floor, creating asoftness both physical and artistic. Stefan was naked, his musclesclearly defined, masculinity oozing out his every movement, yet coupledwith a visible tenderness towards his lover. . Then she stopped talking when George gave her a deep frown look. The remainder of the evening was consumed with polite talk as the waiters kept interrupting, taking our order, then serving our meal, and asking for desert orders. After George signed the check for dinner, we all retired to the lounge for an after dinner aperitif, and some casual chat while a 5 piece band played soft romantic music. During our second drink George asked very politely, if Ann and her party was open for some sexual. He really does look ok, he is not your typical biker. He is clean shaven, his hair is short and he has all his teeth. His smile is actually kind of nice.My nipples felt like they were on fire and the pain was competing with the pain in my crotch. I couldn’t focus on either as he hammered my sore little pussy and continued to twist my nipples. I was screaming through my panties to try and take my mind off the hurt that was ripping through my young body. My entire body was being pummeled as. This time at least he had managed to get all of his men off the ship before the new engines exploded, staying behind himself to give one final heroic effort to save the ship. He almost did it, too, single handedly replacing both the core and the clutch before the destroyer blew up. Horn barely managed to make it to the one remaining escape pod with all the top secret files.Naturally, having spent none of the past six hours on the bridge he had no idea where the hell he was now floating.The four.