The first time we were here I tentatively put my arm around your shoulders, and you not only didn’t resist, you leaned against me. The second time w...s when you made me spread my legs so you could nestle between them, like you’re doing now. You chose that moment to explain you were tactile, which I certainly think you’ve more than proven.”With a sexy giggle, she acknowledged, “I guess I have. But the first visit is the one we’re paying tribute to, right? The one with chenin, gamay, and cheese, I. " It might be a little trickier doing the Beagle and the Viking, but not impossible." Ike said. "We would probably have to add at least part of it as an external blister on the hull, then integrate the two." We've been throwing gravity fields around for a lot of benign purposes so far," Rob said. "Maybe we should ask Brian Conroy and Chester Magill to put their heads together and build us some sort of gravy gun. I seem to remember reading about gravy guns in a science fiction novel once." We. But it hurt. And still felt good in a super-hyper-sensitive way. But it mostly hurt.“Ahhhh, unnngghh,” continued Jess’ groaning but it got her no relief.Jess thrashed and suffered through for quite some time. Enough time to recall a Mistress named Heather doing something similar to her. It sucked then, too. Did Heather contact Emma somehow? No, that wasn’t possible. Was it?“Eeee! Eeee! Eeee!!!” Jess cried out as her orgasm hit again.“I’m cumming, Mistress, I’m cumming!” she shouted. The pain. You were slowly moving in and out of me, I huddled closer to you. The other man put his hands back on my waist, and I suddenly felt his dick against my ass. For a moment I froze again, and you kissed me and brushed my cheek with your hand. I felt the other man pushing slowly into me. I was scared… but despite that fact I could barely contain myself from moaning. God, it felt so good. I put my left leg over you, and felt his leg move over my right. He pushed into me more… I groaned. I couldn’t.