..?" Shocked into laughter at the question posed as much as the silly semi-concered look on Pink's face. Punk couldn't resist a tease. "He's stretch o...r little assholes big black cock, black." Pink's face screwed up again, but her little pussy got wet, very wet. She peeled off her panties and bee-lined for the shower before Punk had time to noticed the flush that had tinted red her pale white skin. Pink blushed easy, even when she was born, that's how she'd gotten her name. Punk raised a fist. "My thought is to use what the aliens have already given us," Vicky suggested. "We know they can provide shipping containers in all shapes and sizes. I know from being in the Guard that shipping containers can be fitted out as sleeping quarters, just like the kitchen unit and the bath unit. They might not be pretty, but shipping container barracks would be better than spending the winter in tents." True," I agreed giving it some thought, "and it would be better than what I was thinking of,. Took with my lips and licking it … Oh… God.. Baavaa.. Suck it hard baava.. I can’t bare the pain of pleasure.. Suck it hard.. Ohhah ahhaah … Come on .. Suck it..I am just sucking it like a ice fruit and her sandal soap flavour makes me crazy to suck the sexy pussy.. Pussy juices are coming out with and I am sucking and licking them all.. Inserted my tongue into her pussy and fucking it with it.. Moving my tongue in and out and rubbing the clitoris with my thumb.. Ohh.. God.. Ahhmm .. Ahmm ... Her orgasm built, built, and then tumbled through her in a warm cascading glow. She arched her back, her hair tickling the backs of her knees, the walls of her cunny closing around him, loosening, closing. He was breathing harder, hips rising and falling, pushing his cock in and out. ‘Is he a good fuck, then?’ The sound of Jacqueline’s voice slashed at Constance like a shard of glass. She stifled a cry. There stood the pirate woman, arms akimbo, expression stern. Caught! Constance froze,.