Astronomers had long ago noted that they could predict the positions of celestial bodies. The moon was the hardest since the orbit was elliptical, not...round. Still, mathematicians finally refined their equations so their predictions were accurate. Hundreds of mathematicians from both universities had crunched numbers and then verified their results. Finally, they published a set of daily tables for the position of the sun, moon, Mars, Venus, and nine stars, as well as tables of lunar distances.. I say at least, because she can cum a countless amount of times. Which is also, she tells me, something only I can do (and Dawn if they’ve had a few too many to drink, but that’s a different matter altogether). And with each orgasm, she gets more sensitive, louder and her body moves harder against mine. I can't fucking get enough.She moans long and hard as her orgasm dies down and my tongue slides up through her soaked core one last time; dragging it all the way up to her mouth, relishing the. It reminded him of a joke he had heard at Harry's Bar. One guy asked his friend, "What do a blow job and eggs Benedict have in common?" I have no idea," replied his friend with a chuckle."They are two things you don't get at home."Hearing a sound he turned to see an attractive woman in her late forties sit down at the other end of the bench. He nodded and she smiled. She had a lovely smile he thought. Nice even very white teeth. Perhaps she had had them whitened. In any event her smile showed. Strangely she didn't feel tense, despite how the usual sounds of a dog; the panting, the paw padding, often unnerved her. Perhaps it was only real dogs that could unease her, ones she could see and touch. The voice was calm and motherly, telling Amy that there was nothing to fear, encouraging her to pet the dog, to run her fingers through it's fur; how soft and smooth it was, and how warm the dog felt underneath it's coat. To get closer and closer. She felt the warmth sink into her fingers like.