She touched down in front of me and stroked Sam's? forehead, running her fingers through her hair. This was to much. She had NO BRA and by leaning int... sleeping Beauty I could see everything, maybe a 34 B a small part of my brain said. “Is she okay, like, what happened, why are you holding her like that?”.I noticed her shoulder bag. No More Mr Nice Guy."Is there by chance a pair of panties beside your bra in that bag?, your friend collapsed in my arms, I noticed she was not wearing any panties. .. Stop it! I think to myself. We are friends, you should not be feeling like this. I swallow hard as my eyes continue to follow their way down his body, stopping on the bump I see just below the line of his towel. I force my eyes away and realize that just a few inches away, his towel starts to gape open. I swallow even harder as I turn my head to see if anything is on show... I try to ignore the disappointment that rushes through me when I realize nothing is showing. His towel is open to. Some nights I would think of Lauren, Tiffany, Jonna, Fislu, Selna and Caiti. I also thought of those that had died. I was homesick for my family. I reached out the way I did so many times and tried to contact them even at this distance. Some nights it felt that I was so close. I did feel a contentment in me because I thought they were safe.On a foggy day the lookout found four ships following us. They were even larger than the Vecta. The crew ran around to prepare for battle and Dale came to me. She throws her head back against me, as I start to work her. I nuzzle her, kissing and nibbling her neck and ear, whilst squeezing her breast as I start to thrust deeper inside her once more. She's in her own world now, bodyweight heavy against mine, moaning softly, eyes rolling in the back of her head and closing. I'm staring into the lens whilst I fuck the life out of Steve's wife, revelling in my role as lead actor now in our own little porn movie.Only this isn't acting. This is real life.