The face she saw was not even remotely the one she had grown up with, not the almost disfigured yet kindly face that had been Larry Faulkner. The face...was pretty, in a plain sort of way, pleasant. Not astonishing though. And unlike all the female knights she remembered seeing last night, her expression was not sharp, hard, as if carved from stone. It was warmer, friendlier. Combining this with what she knew about her body, she imagined herself as plain, slightly pretty, but not stunningly. .really this was his step m*m.His f****r edged past him, winking as he passed whispering ," wel she did ask....hang on..."Peter tightened the leashes stretching his wifes arms out , then grasping the belt to his robe pushed her left elbow covered onto the edge of the bed where it was tied" now please your cock in my mouth" she groanedPeter stepped back, " she is asking for it , go on.."Nervously Jack step forward lowering his shorts.His cock sprang to attention , as he again looked to his d*d. I waited until I heard her washing her hands before I walked in. I went to the medicine chest and handed her a new tube of toothpaste, a new toothbrush and a travel bottle of mouthwash. I sat and peed while she freshened up and then I did the same. There was a double sink so we each had one. I noticed her in the mirror looking at her self. She had a nice hickey by her right nipple and another small one on the side of her neck.I had a small one on the side of my neck. I didn't remember that. The enemy missiles never had time to arm themselves and most caromed harmlessly off the cruiser's shields. Many were not targeted at the ship but at her missiles. Even as non-explosive projectiles, some of the enemy missiles managed to destroy or damage some of the cruiser's missiles, but it was too little, too late. There was no point defense capability at the ship's stern, thanks to the fighter squadron, and at least ninety percent of Colin's missiles found their target.The entire stern half.