Turning her around Connie began to rub the magnificent pair of tits this woman carried. Now she pulled the straps of the overalls off Leahs shoulders ...nd let them drop to the floor. As Leah stepped out of them Connie skinned the tee shirt off her and turning her around bent to take one of Leahs grape sized nipples into her mouth. Guiding her backwards she has her lie on the bed. Continuing to suck her tits she begins to stimulate Leahs clitoris with her hand. Leah moans loudly as she becomes. ?" Goodness, which question did I want answered first? Let's work backwards; Belinda doesn't make mental leaps easily so she's easier to unwind that to reset. "Hang on, why do you need to help dress me?" Sweetie, you know I love you, right?" she looked uncharacteristically serious for a moment."Um? Sure, OK." I sensed a trap, but didn't know what it was."Good," she said. "So you'll understand how much it hurts me to say this; but it comes from the heart. You can't dress sexy for shit.". Sara sat down next to me, put her hand on my leg and looked into my eyes. "I want you to go down on me. Will you? Please?" "Are you sure?" I asked. She stood up and, hooking her thumbs around the waist band of her pants, pushed them and her panties down in one smooth stroke. I must've had quite the dumbfounded look on my face, as they both laughed at me. But I was staring at the most beautiful pussy I'd ever seen. Sara's pubes were neatly trimmed and sparse enough that I could see her slit. He would open the shutters. He would gaze out upon a new world and a new sun. Maybe. He wasn't confident anymore. They said he would not dream, but memories tugged at him. Events that could not have happened. Which was real? Making love to his best friend's wife on the eve of departure or the fantasy that he was an astronaut, the commander of the first ever interstellar mission? Perhaps both. The hypersleep was real, he was fairly sure of that. The rest, though... maybe he was hallucinating..