We left the bar and headed back for the hotel, she slipped her arm through mine and pulled me close to her. "How come you are married?" she said. I la...ghed. "What does that mean?" "If you weren't things could be so different between us." Like I said I'd always liked Lisa, she was very attractive, petite, figure to kill for, beautiful smile, shoulder length blonde hair. Whenever I was with her I noticed the number of men who turned their heads. We walked into the lobby of the hotel and into the. "We should try one outside the ship, first," Ember, the Engineering Officer, told them, "especially if we're working with nuclear energy." It's not radioactive," Lisa assured her. "Shouldn't be that much of a problem." What if the shield doesn't hold?" Ember replied and sent Lisa an image of her precious rosin ship gutted by a nuclear blast. Tabatha almost laughed watching Lisa frown and smile at the same time."Let's test the shield first," Lisa said, remembering her only encounter with it when. She patted his twitching cock affectionately, allowing him time to regain control."Oh no you're not," she murmured. "You're not going to cum until you shoot it all into me."Again she couldn't help recalling her original desire. Her tiny asshole fluttered with excitement at the mere thought. But God, wouldn't it kill me? she wondered. It's so big!When her father's excited panting died down, she again bent her mouth to his long, fat prick. This time she sucked his balls into her mouth, one at a. "I looked at Edward. "You bastard, you better be thankful." Ingrid..."I put my hand up. "She won't respond to you. yet" Then, turning back to her, I continued. "Ingrid, I want you to think of a word that always makes you happy. A word that you'd always like to have bring you back to this restful, relaxing place. Once you know that word, say it to me." ... ginger..." Now, Ingrid, if either Ward or myself call you Ginger, and it's obvious what we're after, you will immediately fall into this.