"Its like that is it?" I groaned. "You are so shaved Fanny Annie, everybody would mistake you for a credit card swipe". And I let her have some more......"What's the difference between a rooster and you, Fanny Annie? A rooster says, cockadoodledoo, you would say, anycockledoo". ha ha ha, I laughed.Just then I saw a tear coming out of Fanny Annie. I felt a bit guilty, but carried on insulting her anyway. The more I was insulting her the more she shed tears. I saw my carrier scooping the. Yup - still ok, if a bit bewildered. He started stroking my pussy -- and getting no complaint from me, slipped two fingers inside. I was clearly already wet - plus he had lotion on his hands. He started finger-fucking me & had me thrusting my hips to meet his hand in no time. Even though he was only finger-fucking me and not rubbing my clit, I came pretty damn quick ... and then came a couple more times as he was using the other hand to rub and squeeze my left nipple. He HAD to have. The companion, who is the senior female in the colony aboard..."Clare was making a report to the "Sundowners" which now included Bert Belter. She had received the reports from all concerned.The liner was the Sema built and registered "Golden Galaxy" with a cargo of genetic slaves for the south west area — a financially rewarding trip and as a reward to themselves, the crew gave themselves a holiday at the Pleasure Palace off Bhute.There had been several slaves, seventeen, in fact, fifteen. What was new?“Have you invited Peter?” John asked her once all the replies were in.Claire was surprised. “Peter?” she said. “With a divorce in the offing? I couldn’t sleep with him.”“You don’t need to. Even so, everyone except Thomas will be there. It will be miserable for him with no one to celebrate with.”She never ceased to be amazed at John, and this time did not understand him, but then thought again. It was an opportunity to talk with him before it was too late. So she emailed.PeterThe.