"Class Three warning! Ten seconds"At the proper instant a faint nudge of returning weight pressed down on me, building quickly until I was almost at a...third of my normal weight. We would hold it there for a full eight hour shift before going to Class Four, and not until we were almost at our destination would we be at Class Ten. A full standard gee, one thousand centimeters per second per second, is nothing to get hit with after months of free fall.The slow hours passed. We welcomed the return. He'd gotten pretty wet and I felt kind of bad about that, but I had my own problems.The bus had a tiny bathroom in the back and I went into it quickly, avoiding a few stares from people, some whispering, and I realized we hadn't been all that discrete. I found tissue in the bathroom anyway and spent five minutes cleaning myself up. I'll confess that's about the time when I started thinking I might want to have some paper towels handy, some bottled water too maybe, just in case of emergencies.. " Mom then showed us the pictures of the three bedrooms and the bathroom, and the half bath on the second floor, then she showed us a picture of the patio and deck out beside the diningroom and the kitchen, as well as of the one off the loft and one bedroom."Is there not any neighbors around the place?" Not very close, but there are some around but, they are over a mile away from us in the one direction and in the other direction, is no one since the goverment owns it, which is open for the. "What are you?" I shook my head."What are you Maurine?"I knew if I didn't answer then Stano would only fuck me harder. "Whore...” I managed to whisper."Louder!" Whore...."I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to cum on Stano's hard dick. And I couldn't control my moans. Stano began to fuck me harder and harder. And my pussy began to squirt, wetting up my bedroom floor. The sounds of my farting pussy got louder, and so did the sounds of Stano's balls slapping. The drawer began to slam against.