I touched her pussy hole and wow she was damn wet and I inserted my fingers into her hole and she pushed her pussy further. I took out my fingers and ...ut my tongue in their place and she tasted good never tasted a pussy of somebody else’s’ wife.She writhed in the pleasure given by my tongue and I continued unabated and I moved my mouth to her clitoris. My two fingers at the same time exploring deep into her pussy hole and she couldn’t take it and she starting biting her teeth and came out with. The screen in front of her was split between the rocky pick marked ground below and the ink sky studded with more lights than anyone could ever visit in a lifetime. She dipped the nose back up, a thin sheets of sweat causing the salty drops to leave a snails trail through the dirt on her skin.Victoria silently smiled, and let the ship stay in place. Wiping the sweat of her brow, and seeing the grime covered arm, she made sure to double check the sensors. According to her ship, she was sitting. “How come you’re so smart?” I asked her with a smile. She smelled good, fresh, clean.“Genes,” said without looking at me.“Levis, really?” I replied blankly, opening up my bag. “Skinny ones?”“Ha ha,” she said. “DNA, you know, those little squiggly helix things.”“Right, squiggly things. Yours squiggle pretty good.”“I know. Way it is; you play what you’re dealt. Good hand.”“You’re new, right? How do you like our school?”“OK, what’s the phrase, run of the mill? I got here late last winter, early. And to my mind, it's a moral solution to a real issue."The next morning we gathered in the living room. We'd moved the mattresses downstairs. The floors shone with their new finish, the sun beat through the windows — we opened the inner doors and an outer window for fresh air.Sigrid wore a white Mexican wedding dress made of alternating bands of starched white cotton and wide lace through which her skin glowed. Tom wore a boring old blue suit, but no one had been able to talk him out of it..