Next day morning she again called me and said all you want is me, and I said yes. Then she asked me to come in the afternoon, as no one will be there ...t home. I said OK, and then she asked me to promise that I will not tell anyone about our sex.At 2 PM, I went to her house. She secretly opened the door as if no one can see me. We both went inside and I started talking like see everyone need sex, it’s the requirement of the body.She said OK and to which I started making her comfortable and to. Semen all over her face. Semen dripping from her breasts, from her mouth, from her bottom.As we turned into the spacious driveway and entered the grounds of the clinic, Darla asked, "I need to be sure of one thing. The tour of duty will last..." Six weeks minimum," Dr Wagner finished for her, "although that can be lengthened if circumstances warrant. But less than six weeks doesn't work; the surrogate has just gotten used to her surroundings when it's time to go."He continued. "Live-in, of. With a quick flash, I looked directly at him, but my gaze didnt return to the front of the room like I had planned. My eyes were glued to his, like his stare had its own orbit. I was right, his eyes were dark. Jet black, almost. His hair was shaggy and blond, and threatened to cover his alluring eyes. On his face, he wore a sly grin. As we looked at each other, his eyes lowered for a fraction of a second, his gaze locking onto my chest. Looking back up, as if I didnt notice, his grin grew. He was a big help and actually commanded the mission. But it's Captain Shran now. He became a member of Starfleet two days before we started the mission."Jon watched her reaction and he couldn't suppress a grin, seeing how T'Pau struggled to keep her cute pout from turning into a Vulcan almost-smile. Since when did I start to think of Vulcans as cute? He thought to himself."It appears, Captain, that once again Humanity is one step ahead of us," she said and Jon thought he heard an undercurrent.