Oh that fucking bulge !He lay next to me and, leaning over me, clasped my hands in his and pressed them into the bedclothes. “What do you want, whit... lady”. I murmured something like “Fuck me you black bastard”.He knelt up, releasing his grip on my hands, which immediately grabbed the waistband of his underpants, yanking them down. God. The biggest cock I’ve ever held. It must have been 10”, rock hard and just sooo thick. I was sat up now and opened my mouth wide to taste him. My hands stroked. When the beacon she had just finished transmitted the coordinates for the last one, Damn, another one inside the asteroid belt. That place gives me the creeps. Oh, well, being a good shot helped to cut down on my overall time. Maybe this will just be another target to find and shoot.As she lay in the coordinates, she began to wonder. This was too easy. Oh, I had to work hard on some of those stations, but still I have another whole hour to finish, with only one beacon left. I looked up the test. Sally heaved a huge sigh. “That wasn’t too bad. ‘Course, it was a woman. Did she make you hard?” She said as she reached to feel for herself. I had softened to only half hard by then.“Hmph! Guess not so much. She was so hot! Did you see those nipples?”“Are you trying to make me hard? Because you are, and that’s one of the things you aren’t supposed to do here!” I reminded her there was supposed to be absolutely no overt sexual behavior. If guests wanted to fuck they had cabins or their RV’s. Or. Certainly by the time I arrived at work, I would be all sweaty - it was a 2 k walk without a car. Habit, I suppose.Once upon a time, a hot shower of a morning had wake me up, but now, being awake didn't seem to be the challenge it once was of a morning.After about 10 minutes of walking, I had arrived at the supermarket. It was one of those 24 hour jobbies, near the main highway. Booze was stocked, and available not just cheaply, but in bulk. 1 liter of bourbon for $24? Bargain. One on the way.