Bob slid on a condom and squeezed some lube onto Michael's asshole. He slowly entered Michael's asshole. He was extremely tight, and it took many trie... before slamming his dick up inside Michael's asshole.Michael grunted and just enjoyed it. He stroked his own cock while Bob fucked his asshole. The crew just watched the door. They never joined the two men. Bob was an okay guy. He too offered Michael protection. Nobody bothered Michael for the rest of his time in the can. He had sex with Bob and. "It is WestHem that colonized and built that planet and it is WestHem business interests that have paid for everything that is present there. Mars is a part of our union — as much a part as Cuba and Argentina and Ganymede — and they always will be."That was the official WestHem line on the Martian situation — a line that the corporations who had put the politicians where they were insisted upon. It was a line that Clinton and the sixteen thousand FLEB agents under his command would uphold to. .." Printing?" Tyler said, looking away from his new name."Sure. How else would anything get made way out here in the black?"The elevator dinged, stopped, and opened. Jackson stepped out of the carand walked away, clearly expecting Tyler to obediently follow her withouthaving to be asked. He took a few tentative steps out into the 5th floorand looked around. It was a large, concrete-lined room, big enough to holda couple of jumbo luxury yachts. The room hummed with industrial noise -grinding,. "Gotcha!" she cried delightedly."You are a wicked, wicked mother," laughed Mark hugging her.And that's how Frances found them."I don't know," she said. "The women of this family don't seem to be able to keep their hands off you, Mark." It' my irresistible magnetism," said Mark releasing Elspeth with a smile."So when's my turn?" demanded Frances. "You're always so damn careful at Bulford."Mark held open his arms and she went to him and gave him a warm hug."I've been wanting to do that for ages,".