. they... are so... big... and... uhh... soft..." Seconds later, he shot his spunk over my skirt. I wasn't best pleased but he apologised for the mess...and immediately wiped it off, there was little trace of it when I turned my skirt around to the front. In the toilet, I sponged the rest of it off making sure there would be no stain when it dried. I didn't want a white stain on my arse for all to see as I travelled home on the train.By the Friday, my pussy was back to normal, no soreness and the. .Or at least it seems to me that from what I've heard that the Sa'arm would pursue a fleeing enemy. Maybe not so hard as they would work to overcome a strong point, but still I can't imagine that they would lack the imagination to be able to see that having whatever was throwing rocks and energy weapons at them leave the battlefield would enable that enemy to regroup and fight another day. Or to put it like one of the funny songs that Master Will liked to listen to, "He who fights and runs. One evening after we went to bed, I cuddled up to her butt, pressing myself against her. It wasn't the same; she didn't put any love into it. Once every two or three months she would spread her legs and we would have sex. She called it her wifely duty and did her best not to put anything into it. When our daughter turned eighteen, Marsha, handed me divorce papers. I was almost dumbfounded."What the hell is this all about?" I asked.Marsha, said, "I stayed with you for the last six years for the. In fact, it seemed like even more girls moved over to the line that formed for kisses and hugs. I guess if you know anything about girls one thing that stands out is that they all want what the others have. In the end I had to accept kisses and hugs from 17 or 18 of the 19 other girls. What a chore. I was just glad all their mommas were gone. I tried to be cool and yet keep the hugs a little more distant than Karla's but some of them were determined to go beyond even Karla. One girl kissed me.