"Here and now," she repeated, "I want you to do it, that is my price for silence."She took a step forward, reached out and handed me the panties."Stri... off and do it," she ordered.I obeyed, half scared, half excited at her dominance.The last thing to go were my boxer's and strangely I was embarrassed to let Joan see my cock. All the bravado of those wanks was gone, times when I had called out "Yeah do you want to suck this Joan?" as part of my fantasises had gone completely. What's more I. “What is it that you expect me to do? I’m not a rock miner and have no idea what you are doing,” I told him, unsure of why he had chosen me to accompany him and Ralph.“We are going to cut away the broken thrusters and move working thrusters to replace part of them, so there is an even thrust on the ship. With all of the thrust on one side of the ship, we wouldn’t be able to follow a straight course, and with the navigation computer not working or only working part of the time, we would have. . taller than i thought but she was wearing those high heel sandals that make want you to come all over them.. I was half naked.. my cock was so hard you could tell from a mile a way.. She looks at me..and says.. you can't imagine how wet my asshole is... last month i went to have it bleached.. and i have been waiting for someone to lick it and then fuck it with his hard cock.. I could not imagine what i was hearing.. she walked towards me... grabbed my dick over my boxer shorts... let me see. ‘Doesn’t it feel good?’ Peter now propped himself on his elbows. ‘That’s hardly the point.’ But Peter was very hard now, and his own consumption of alcohol further weakened any willpower he had. He flopped back down, clearly indicating that Emma could continue if she wished, not giving her permission, but not denying it, either. Careful to keep the cream on the lower portion of his erection, she squeezed and rubbed like she’d seen done in one of the video clips on the Internet. Peter sighed..