I looked down; under the door, I could see the shadow of her legs. Was she waiting to surprise me, cock in hand? What would I do? What would she do?I ...as terrified, but still unable to stop myself rubbing my shaft. I could bear the tension no longer, my prick fired a huge bolt of spunk; it splattered on the floor and spread under the door, another followed, then another.Standing where she was, my mother couldn’t have missed it.I fled to the en-suite and cleaned up. When I thought it was safe, I. Meg rushed forward, grasping the net as Phil did. Together, they lowered the seething mass to the table, the net jumping and thrashing in place.“All right,” Phil said, giving the net an extra tug or two. “You had a chance to do this intelligently, now you listen under penalty of death. I don’t know how you know about me, but you know I’ve been quiet for close to a year. During that time, I’ve been doing research.” They had some trouble understanding him, so he had to repeat select portions a. His order to set down came so quickly that there was no need for maneuvering. And the vessel was on the ground."Now," said the colonel as the gravitronic engines cut off, "let us wait for a time and see what sort of notice we attract. I ask all of you to give your attention to the external monitors. In addition, Mr. Shaw, you should begin infrared scanning to a distance of the far edge of the surrounding overgrowth; set your equipment to respond to anything beyond small local animal and avian. Perhaps I am fortunate - lucky - or observant and focused. I believe it's more the latter than the former.I spend a fair amount of social media time on sexual chat sites. Over the past month, I met a guy - married - who has been discussing varietal sex with me. He has been discussing 3-way sex with his wife, and revealed that to me. I encouraged open, frank discussions - to lead up to an informed consent or refusal regarding incorporated sex. After a couple of weeks of chatting, I suggested a.