“Right now, I’m so Horny, I could swallow them whole. MMMmmm, feeling that huge cock of yours spurting down my throat...” She inserts two finger... inside her wet opening while fishing a hand inside her top. I watch for a minute from above, my cock straining against my zipper. I lean over the couch, and we lock lips. Tongues swirl. “MMMmmm...” she moans in my mouth. “Good night!” I say as I head up the stairs. “Awww... Oh, oh... Sean... yes, yes...YES! OH! Fuck YES!” I hear as I hit the top. "I would have preferred a more private setting," Malcolm answered, gently rubbing the back of Hoshi, who was still helplessly crying in his arms. "But the Commodore cramped my timing. Trip and I had been talking about the best moment to come forward. I guess the timing wasn't that important after all." You couldn't have chosen a better time," Erika sniffled and wiped at her eyes. "Congratulations, Commander." What is it?" Trip asked, when he noticed that T'Pol did not seem to be able to find. He held me there just looking into my eyes as I dangled there like a rag doll. The young shop assistant broke the silence by asking if there was anything else I needed. The large shop keeper lowered me to the floor allowing his hands to slide over my tiny white ass cheeks and up under my crop top feeling the soft skin around my upper back. I came out of my dream like state and stepped away from the large shop keeper and towards the counter to allow my body to gain it's balance and steady my. There’s no reason that Emily and I should have fared any better! ‘Dude! You’re looking fit,’ Ken told me, and while I knew that it was true, validation sure didn’t hurt. In fact, everywhere I went in town, I got the same responses: I had left for the Army tall and raw-boned, and now I was tall and filled out, but still with a chest bigger than my waist and arms that didn’t embarrass me. Hmmm. Maybe, just maybe, Emily would be similarly impressed. I found myself imagining that yeah, Em was.