Every single command had a purpose. Every action was meant for one thing...You stand looking out of the glass tube as people rush around you getting t...ings ready for the final stage."Sir, the outer Martian defense grid has gone offline and fighting has broken out on the surface. We have deployed all of our defenses at the moon. Nothing is slowing them. What do we do?!" Get that damn thing going! We're running out of time to complete this project!" yes, sir! Right away, Sir!"That is the last. I just chuckled, and, taking Samantha's hand, took us both out through the wall of the bubble and into the elevator. Behind us, Hightower ranted, cursed, and beat at the wall of the bubble. It was amazing how quickly the shiny image of the priest had fallen away when things went wrong.Samantha was looking a little shell-shocked at the whole thing, so, after the elevator had taken us down a few floors, I stopped it."Are you okay?" I asked."I don't ... I don't know. Did that really happen? Is it. Why not go for it?Certainly, she was well worth the risk of losing her as a friend and gaining her as a fuck buddy. I mean, I truly wouldn't want to lose her friendship. Besides Joe, she was my best friend. She was someone that I felt comfortable talking about anything with and it worked out well that she was a sensitive chick who liked sports as much as I did.When I needed to talk about something really serious, you know, the sensitive stuff, like when Tom Brady, the quarterback for the New. “Oh! Fuck!” she purred. She pushed her ass back at me and stared with her blue eyes. “Harder! Fuck my horny pussy until I explode on your cock,” she said in a possessed tone, gritting her teeth. This took me by complete surprise as I had never heard my wife speak in such a manner. She was a lioness and I was her prey. She suddenly pulled away from me and stepped out of the shower, motioning with her right index finger for me to come towards her. With an outstretched arm, she shut the lid on the.