He gasped…then got an odd smile on his face. “Now whose the pervert? You were checking out my junk!” “You’re the one who crammed a pickle in...there!” “Oh please, I’m much bigger than a pickle.” I cast my eyes around the produce. “Okay, a Zucchini then.” He just laughed. “Why would I stuff my pants with something smaller than my actual tool?” The color drained from my face. He seemed confident. Genuine. “Well what did you cram in there, then?” “Come with me.” He said. I shrugged and followed. We. Not that a contingency plan had not been made for such an event, it would just be easier for all concerned if they didn't have to tow Rumsfeld out of orbit and sling it into the sun on their way back to the return wormhole.Now that Rumsfeld was safely bracketed, Huffy was able to turn her attention to other matters. She turned the con over to Killigan and unstrapped from her seat. With a few acrobatic twists and turns, she was facing the inter-deck ladder. She kicked off her chair and pulled. Amelia meanwhile had picked up the leash and stood up, and I followed her to the couple to her left. “This are Antonio and his wife Cosima,” she introduced the greying, tanned guy in the white shirt and linen trousers and the tall, lean beauty with the long and sleek black hair who was wearing a cherry-red cocktail dress . “Nice to meet you,” I greeted them somewhat bashfully from my position on all fours. “The pleasure is all ours, bella,” Antonio assured me with a sly grin. “It will be, you. My cock was as hard as a rock now.I still didn't want to see my sister's stupid face so I had her get on all fours facing away from me, her butt in the air. I pushed my cock at her very wet slit, lubricating the head. Within no time I was thrusting my cock into my sister's hot pussy again.As before, it felt incredible for both of us. I knew I was going to do this a lot. No more mutual masturbation!I bottomed out in her cunt in no time. I looked down at her body, which could have been any sexy.