You and Sarah should just get it on then, and I can go to sleep, Ben joked from his recliner. We all laughed. Then Eric said, That does sound like fun... Be careful what you wish for, I said and snuggled over close to him on the couch laughing. It was funny, but I was also turned on by the idea. Ben and I had always been faithful to each other and never talked about swinging or bringing other people in to bed, but we werent the super jealous types either. In my slightly inebriated state I was. I had also had a small collection of magazines, which only showed Bikini clad girls. I spent hours gazing at that mystical mound covered by a flimsy layer of nylon, dreaming of what forbidden fruits lay behind that cover. My one hand furiously rubbing my hard prick while the other turned the pages. It never occurred to me that one of life's finest pleasures could be derived from the taste of a woman's pussy.The turning point in my life came when I saw my first true girlie magazine. I remember. I pressed down, opening her mouth, she had given up all resistance. My duty was clear, like a conductor with an orchestra, I had to bring the best out of her. Bringing in the different instruments at just the right time, raising the tempo here, lowering the intensity there. Gentle vibrations from the string section, booming sounds from the drums, deep throbbing and soft blowing from the wind instruments and delicate touches at just the right moment from the percussion; building and building to. That would be over ten days. It’s actually taking closer to a week, but still that takes a critical ship out of action for way too long.“Now, by doing preplanned large pickups, I have filled almost eight hundred pods in just four days and I have plans for my next ship that will fill it just as fast. However, I would like to speed things up even more. I need someplace to hold people; up to six thousand adults and their kids for a week or two at a time. We can collect them faster than the ships.