Her budding breasts looked like ripe, pinkpeaches, ready to be plucked. Dennis stripped off hisshorts and shirt, and stood naked before her, holdinghi... rapidly stiffening prick in both hands. “Jesus, Denny!” breathed Melissa, her little eyesexpanding into wide brown pools of adolescent desire asshe took in her brother’s naked, muscular body. Her eyesbulged even more now that she could see the full size ofhis erect penis. “You really are my BIG brother! Jesus,how do you. Because that was the kind of flirt Johnny was.The beautiful Christie was a constant target for his amorous shenanigans, and she found them mostly amusing, and only occasionally slightly annoying. At worst, they were a small price to pay for all that he had done for her in other ways. As predictably as the rising sun, at some point on every trip, he would place a hand on her knee, or her shoulder or some other non-strategic female real estate, or casually wrap his arm around her waist. Never. He had physically restrained himself from coming with her, wanting her tired and weak like this so she could feel his orgasm over her own abated pleasure. She did nothing but whimper and suck his tongue as he kept plowing her, his cock hard as a rock and every muscle in his core tight as a bowstring. His hands pressed her to him, holding them together as one in his final seconds.With a final thrust, he bottomed out in her exhausted twat, drawing a faint moan from Carmen. His dick pulsated time. Charles laughed loudly. “Ah, John ... maybe I should have retired while I was still a young man!” he said grinning ruefully.“Let me take you all up to my office.” Charles said in a friendly voice. “We can relax while we talk business.”“Lead on, Charles.” John said and they turned to follow the man out of the huge docking bay.They walked away from the Invictus and Sparks managed to tear her eyes away from the fascinating looking gunship. She finally noticed the huge numbers of crates stacked in.