"All ships appear a moment please." A moment later there were 10 holograms beside and behind Derrick. "Please make note and memorize this person. This...is as of this moment, Admiral Johnathon Hartwell. I am placing him in command of all the space fleet, now that we have at least 8 functioning ships soon to be 10. I have already cleared this with your high commander and he whole heartily agrees." Derrick leaned over and whispered to Hartwell, "Told you I was going to pay you back!" Hartwell could. Though I felt that was an unnecessary precaution, I still appreciated that he was only trying to do his job, which was protecting me and ensuring my safety.It turned out I couldn’t have been more wrong about her motives! After hearing what Mary Ann had said to us, Betty, who I later learned was only Mary Ann’s half-sister, felt it was her duty to come to me and apologize on behalf of her family. I knew this couldn’t possibly be the real reason for her visit, yet I was gracious enough to accept. His weight pressed down on me pressing me into the mattress and oddly his weight comforted me.Slowly his sperm sword slide out of me until just the head was left then he pushed back in just as slowly. He did that again, and again and again and again. And then suddenly......wham! Out of nowhere he rams he meat into me hard drawing a loud moan from my throat. "Music to my ears." He whispered in my ear before grabbing my hips and starting to pummel my pussy. It gripped at him hard, rippled along. She took hold on the hem of Melinda's t-shirt and slowly started to pull it upwards. Melinda didn't feel good about this. The stripping part by this girl wasn't too bad, but all those guys looking at her and shouting to see more of her, made her feel embarrassed.Slowly, but surely, while still twisting her body on the rhythm of the music, Melinda's t-shirt was pulled upwards. Melinda lifted her arms above her head, so this girl behind her could pull the t-shirt over her head and off of her..