“You like gettin’ fucked, boy? Huh? You like getting fucked hard?”“Hell yes.”“Excuse me?”“Yes, sir.”“Attaboy.” My laughter is me... by a growl. Before I know it, I’m in a full nelson and he chucks me down to the floor. Ripping off the shorts, he starts slapping my ass, my bubble cheeks greeting each hit with a warm jiggle. Being Hispanic, I’ve been blessed with a well above average ass. Needless to say, my man was all revved up. He instantly dives in and starts munching on some boy hole. Since. Liam let his drift to her left breast. Meredith inhaled sharply and Liam started to quickly remove his hand. She slapped her hand over his and held it there.“This is called petting, dear. Treat my breasts gently. Soft touches. Gentle squeezes. No harsh or rough handling. And kiss me some more.”After the next several minutes of kissing while Liam explored both her breasts, tracing an outline around them and following her instructions regarding squeezing, Meredith pulled away to catch her. He was being eaten up inside with concern over Tarra's fate. It was some consolation that Howard had just been stunned; it was likely that Tarra was still alive and being held. It was the thought about what someone who was a confirmed genocidal murderer was capable of doing that had him the most upset. He knew that he couldn't lose them unless they transferred to another untagged ship. If this ship had FTL capability, it would have already been gone.Didgi interrupted his thoughts with a report. Deedee made her comment about it getting hot. Melanie agreed with her. And Sunny began plotting how to get out of kitchen duty for the summer.And then Deedee took her shirt off.Seriously. One moment she was wiping her brow of sweat, the next minute she said "Fuck it" and whipped her shirt over her head.HELLO! HOLY MAMMARIES AT TWO O'CLOCK!I didn't actually know if Deedee was her real name or a nickname in reference to her tits. My eye calculated that those things really WERE Double-D cups, 36DD.