“I’ll make you breakfast too, jerkface,” Max laughed. I saw Max grabbing bacon from the fridge. I grabbed a big sweater off the hanger and dropp...d it on her head.“What?” She looked at it. It was going to be huge on her.“No burning your skin,” I told her.“Oh, an apron would be fine,” she said, and then realized I didn’t own one. Sam shut the bathroom door and locked it.“Sit down. If you are needed, you’ll be mounted,” Max told me, and walked me back to my chair. I collapsed, smiling. I guess I. We are in an awesomely ancient (according to the Aer Lingus' AI) construct that was put here to capture the entire energy output of a type G star. We are actually in what seems to be a spaceship graveyard though. The area we're in seems to be maintained by some sort of AI that so far we haven't been able to communicate with. Luckily for us we had just fueled up by essentially cannibalizing a methane boulder so if we can't figure out how to communicate with the AI that is the curator of this. .nudge, nudge!!! Mark was happy and said you know your Tracy is a lovely girl Mick. Mick of course knew she was about to be fucked upstairs by 2 hung immigrants, fresh into the UK last week and desperate for a cheap cunt. They had considered renting a cheap prostitute between them, but had no money. Yes Tracy was offering them free what they needed.Mark said,'Look nip up and see her before you go. Just go through here and up you go'.Mick went up a staircase, which had a door to the luxury flat.. In spite of the violation, the doctor gave his full attention to gargantuan size dick. “Is your penis normally this size?” Lovejoy asked in shock and never took his eyes off the tool.“No…not even close, the man cried as he spoke through clenched teeth. “Would you mind if I examined it and I take some measurements?”“No, but hurry it up please, damn…it fuckin aches.” The guard moaned as he clutched his mammoth size hard flesh.He carefully manipulated the hard flesh in his hands as he measured it.