"What, exactly, are we betting? I mean, each other, apparently, but how does it work?" What do you mean?" I mean, do we just hang out and watch the se...ies and then the loser pays up?" Well, yeah, I guess. I hadn't really thought it out. How else would we do it?" I don't know. I was thinking there might be a little "reward" for the winner after each game."Sandra thought it over for a second. "I suppose we could do that. Or else..." What?" Look at the time. It's already half past eight at night.. I felt its roundness and innocently asked her what the pointed thing on her boob was? I pressed it and she closed her eyes, smiled and moaned in pleasure and told me continue doing it. I decided to now play my own game. I told her that I could only judge her boobs if she took off her shirt.She was so turned on by my pressing that she almost ripped it off, undid the bra clasp and in an overt display of her jugs, she held them in her hands and told me to press the both the boobs. She was just. “Now ride me” she started moving her hips up and down, forward and back, “Yes, good! Hit me.” She slapped me. “Hit me! Again, yes Again! Fuck me! Faster! Do it! Faster!” these and many more commands I shouted at her, and she fucked fast and hit hard, yet it felt like masturbation to me. “Insult me you dirty whore!” I commanded, she answered:“Your breath smells terrible.” That insult was so terrible and nothing I had wished for yet in that moment I came. Orgasms are my favorite part of the whole. The Southern sun had begun shining almost two weeks ago, joining its northern companion, both radiating warmth into the hollow, vibrantly alive shell of New Eden. The long summer had begun.Elaine had it all worked out in her mind: The crystal sun embedded into the shell of the world near Northern Depot was the 'morning' sun. Approximately three months later, the crystal sun embedded near Southern Depot would begin to glow, and within a few hours of its awakening would be shining brightly. When.