Beth wore the headgear Béla had asked her father to design for them. Last week, her Praetor had informed her that the devices were finally ready. Bé...a had sent Beth to fetch them from Deimos.'Do you expect me to teleport all the way there? And back?' Beth had asked, incredulously. 'I'll starve to death!''No, silly, ' Béla had replied. 'Just dream-walk and carry it back – just like we did all those munitions we stole for our games ... Remember?'Beth went to sleep, then woke up a few minutes. Perhaps he had sex in his room the night before, or even before I saw him, or there was just laundry laying somewhere. I took off my clothes, jumped on top of the bed and waited for him. He came in like there was a fire, and saw me laying there naked on his bed. Marcus dropped all of his clothes, ran into the shower and then came back. He climbed up to my face and slapped his hard cock on my face asking me if I wanted his massive cock. Looking right at I him I leaned down kissed his thick dark. They were deeply involved in conversation and weren't paying the slightest attention to us. A break! Thank you, God!I stood up and started after them. There wasn't time to explain what I was doing. I had this one chance to find out who he was and why he was spying on me. Perhaps it might even lead to the killer.I risked one glance back and saw all the girls, except Hawk, were up and following me with confused looks scrawled across their faces. Trish must've signaled them. Good. Hawk was focused. My longstanding interest in anal sex too has found fertile ground in the idea of being fucked in the ass by a woman or a man. The idea of being cuckolded and having my ass and mouth be the depository for the semen loads of my wife's lovers is a heady story for another day.Eventually, I gained access to pornographic magazines, this was of course before the internet, and they gave me all the fuel I needed for my imagination. I found that hairy pussies were more exciting to me than shaved ones and.