“Look, Dot. Feel it, Dot. I’ve never felt one. Is that what it’s like, Dot?”Remembering Jean’s thick member with it’s foreskin covering Do... felt the pants covered lump. “No, not yet, but it will get bigger soon. If we can wake him up.” Rod barely felt the fingers playing with his cock in the back seat of the cab. Dot was anxious to see it too. She wanted to suck it too. She opened his fly and reached inside. It was soft. Curled around itself. She noticed that it was different from Jean’s cock.. Every muscle in her body tightened. She looked absolutely beautiful. “God damn, ladies. You are both utterly gorgeous,” I said pulling my cock out of Collette and maneuvering my way between my wife’s legs. “Can I fuck you for a little while now?” I said looking directly in her eyes.She nodded. I slid into her. Her eyes closed, and a little whimper snuck out from between her lips. “Oh yes, baby,” she moaned. I fucked her slowly at first, letting her recover a bit from her last orgasm. Collette. Everyone agreed a society, no matter how open and all-inclusive, must have the ability to keep and protect secrets. While the Union spent much thought and effort on this very subject to keep it in line with Union law and philosophy, the reality of it expanded into several agencies, each with its own command structure, mission envelope, and field of operation.There was ANA, the Assembly News Agency, the Unified Command Authority of Intelligence (UCAI), and NAVINT, the Union Fleets intelligence. . ... The witching hour approached as we made our way down the short flight of steps from the sundeck with all we needed for a night under the stars: A warm blanket, a sheet of mylar and a storm lantern which was a bit of overkill as the breeze was slight, but it would be easier to utilise than a torch. Tracy carried a small basket into which she'd placed a two litre bottle of water, a box of cheese biscuits and had placed the mint leaves into a sealed bag, which lay on top of my stash-tin that.