Your big, well endowed and you fill me completely. I moan loosing control as your mouth locks on the side of my throat your hands cradling my head as ...our hips slam against me hard and fast. You draw back your stubby nails scraping down my back as you stammer through gasping breaths "Ohh My goddd baaabyy... fuckk meee.. senselesss... fucckk meee bloodyy senselessss..." Oohh godddd" I moan. Arching back my hips rocking on the edge of the counter my hands tight on your hips pulling you against me. ‘Just after three, beautiful. Go back to sleep.’ Rory planted a gentle kiss in her hair. She shook her head and tilted her chin up so that she could meet his steady gaze. ‘Why are you awake?’ Even in the dim light of the room, he could see her eyes shining. ‘Just thinking.’ ‘Of?’ ‘You, stranger.’ Jill’s lips pulled into a smile. ‘Little old me?’ Rory nodded and returned her grin. ‘What about me?’ ‘Just about how many times I can sweet talk my way into your panties over the next two days.’. " I kissed her firmly, then rolled us both over, pushing her into the softness of the pillows as I slowly stroked her breasts through her shirt, kissing her neck all the while. She pushed against my hands and murmured "please, please" over and over again. I smiled at her before I slowly raised her shirt up to reveal her beautiful A-cups, tipped with small dark pink nipples. Her chest was flushed with excitement, or embarrassment, but it just made the moment more wonderful. "Don't look at me. With a sigh Pyotr turned where he sat and looked to the small porthole, barely the size of his fist. The window was dark, which meant deep space. Pyotr was not ready to give up having just awakened though. He arose from bed and stood at the window. Embedded in the frame was a ridged dial and he began to spin it with his thumb. The darkness in the window gave way as the opacity of the window decreased and soon Pyotr could see sunlight and an atmosphere.Then it dawned on him that he was standing.