Party #6 had left Earth with a treasure trove of nine men and nine women, but with the census counter currently reading 010:090, at least seven and pe...haps all of those men had died. And from Emily’s log of the census, a number of the deaths had occurred very soon after Stairway To Heaven had arrived at their home complex on December 21st. What tragedy did they endure?Their home at Yellow Brick was less than six kilometers from the eastern face of the Great Hexagon, and it was the most isolated. I was determined to do my duty, so I mounted her frontwards, removed the royal nightdress and enjoyed sucking her massive tits. Then giving her a thrill with a series of love bites. I heard she proudly disported them, wearing low cut dresses to show off the marks to her ladies-in-waiting. I frigged her for a while and then mounted her from behind. Having her massive bottom raised in the air was something like a threat. I felt if I slipped I might fall into the crack and disappear! But I also. She takes her hands and starts rubbing my lower back. She then sticks them into my shorts to feel my ass. I start to take my hands along the sides of her breasts and cup the underneath of them. squeezing and meading them in my hands. I take her nipples and gently squeeze and roll them with my fingers. She grabs my ass and pushes me harder into her. Her breasts feel wonderful in my hands and I continue to message them while I kiss her neck and shoulder. She takes her hands and pulls down my. Walking down to the subway platform just reinforced my dislike for January weather. I was climbing the stairs to my 'office' on the third floor, when I heard the sound of my radio playing some jazzy tune I had not heard before. Slipping my .45out of my waistband and chambering a round, I crept forward as quietly as I could, expecting the worst. Slamming the door to my 'office' open only made things worse. The door crashed into the back of the office chair sending its occupant sprawling over my.