"What about her crew?" Tory croaked out, wiping the tears from her face."Many injured; they think two are dead." What happened?" asked Trent, fearful ...bout asking any other question."They don't know, yet. Once they get the crew and what's left of the ship back to base, there'll be an investigation. But the results won't be made public for who knows how long, if at all." Have they identified the bodies of the dead?" Tory asked, tears beginning to well in her eyes again."They wouldn't release. I licked their fingers greedily, grateful to have the cool liquid soothing my abused throat.My spider gag was removed and one of the women straddled my face, I knew what was expected of me but it didn’t make it any easier. She slowly rubbed her pussy across my lips and nose, marking me with her scent. She instructed me to lick her clit and I could do nothing but obey. I slowly stuck my tongue out as she moved back and forth, her taste was different than what I was used to, but I didn’t find. . you could maybe make me feel better." As she squeezes my waist, her breasts push against my chest and my cock responds accordingly. So much for depression, maybe they should market this as an anti-depressant."Barbara..." I start but she cuts me off."I know, I know," she says, waving my words away. "A desperate act by a desperate woman. I'm sorry I bothered you." As she starts to back away I pull her tightly against me, making sure she feels my hard-on pressing into her abdomen."You bothered. Making love. Say it. Do you hear it? The words sing like a soft, sensual melody, with your tongue luxuriously rolling to the top of your mouth on the last word. My eyes slowly close as I say the words.Fuck. Say it. It punctuates, doesn’t it? You can’t help but feel power mouthing the Fu and accentuating the ending ck. And you start the word by biting your lower lip on the F. That really explains it all, doesn’t it? Sets the pace for what is about to happen. And does your heart thump a little.