"Channel open, all adjustments made Derrick." Shelby replied. "I say again to the emperor, we have retrieved the president and his ship. Please advise...as to action to take." Derrick heard Hartwell's voice. "Hello again Rear Admiral, I am glad you called. Under imperial law and mandates he would normally stand trial but as you have read, as I know you have brushed up on imperial law. The attempted assassination of the emperor carries an immediate death sentence which I am sorry to say I have. He was a fantastic cock sucker, and if he was going to pay me, and somewhat generously, I wasn't going to make an issue of our respective age differences! Besides, his enthusiasm is what had swept away any possible lingering hurdles due to his age.I'd assumed as I arrived that he'd suck me off, pay me, and then that would be that. However, instead of going that way, he sucked me off three times in a row! Each time I'd unloaded a surprisingly large amount of cum! He made no attempt to disguise. I watched as she went from the kitchen into the living room and look out of the patio doors. All that could be seen was the garden as it was enclosed by a thick hedge, about 7ft tall. She suddenly turned to leave and fell over Bruiser, who had followed her in and was stood, attentively, behind her. She managed to break her fall without hurting herself and whilst down on the floor twisted herself onto her back. This was all the opportunity Bruiser needed. He was clearly as horny as hell from his. Now drenched in her saliva, its essence is filling her mouth with the flavor of her stale sex. Finally able to calm down, Sandra feels tension again building within her as she struggles to catch her breath. Her heaving chest causes a series of pulsing tugs at her straining nipples. The pain, torturous as it is, seems to accelerate the building climax. 'What can I do to stop this?' her mind begs, knowing that escape is impossible. The next orgasm rapidly approaching, Sandra uses all her.