.. 1.75 minutes... 1.5 minutes... 1.25 minutes... 1 minute."Melanie watched the numbers decrease on her screen. "Al, execute atmospheric penetration..... now!" Done."The ship's screens flared briefly before the ship's systems compensated."Now," Kevin muttered, "the question is whether they fall for it. Melanie, let me know when we hit 60 miles altitude."Chapter 125ValeriePersonal log (voice), Valerie Dash, Captain of the Mary Celeste,11 am November 3rd, 2006 (ship's time)I looked over the ship. ..he kept on fingering my pussy and pressing my clit until I squirted a little in his hand, moaning into his mouth...I shiver and spasm in his arms and against his body, enjoying every second of it...feeling protected by his muscles.We finally take a break for a minute from kissing to switch my legs and now he m*****s my cunt with his right hand as I scream in pleasure...he then pushes me against the sofa, taking his precumming black massive dick and shoves it in my already wet pussy and pounds. We could see the lights of Southeast Portland glowing in the night. She walked over to the night stand next to her bed. She bent down and grabbed a remote. Hitting a button which energized a motor, it made a small whirring sound. I watched as the curtains headed towards each other shutting out the night lights of Portland. She set it down then opened a drawer in the night stand. Reaching in, she pulled something out. I heard a few clanking noises as she withdrew the object. Turning back to face. I have a confession to make Syd. I met Sam on the plane and we” I paused“And we what?” Sydnee asked“And we fucked on the plane. I am so sorry. This isn’t what I wanted to happen when I got here.” I said apologetically.“Oh, so you’re now a member of the mile-high club?" She asked.“Yes, I am. I never planned on it.’ I said embarrassed.“Bret. Relax. It kind of turns me on. I need to tell you something too. I already knew you fucked Sam on the plane. She told me it was the best sex she ever.