The dryers were fearsome things. Huge stainlesssteel torpedo shaped monsters which came down from the ceiling likemonstrous praying mantis', seeking t... devour its' prey. We sat in thedrying chairs and sat up tall to accept the hood of the dryer as theywere lowered over our heads. The hood was brought down so that all thatcould be seen of each of us was just our lips, painted and smiling atthe situation. It was like we were being incased in a torture devicefrom the 1400's. It was thrilling! I. If she sat on the far side of the room, three or four meters away from it, it didn't bother her so much.Beth and Jake were gone again. He'd taken his rifle. Beth wore the headgear Béla had asked her father to design for them. Last week, her Praetor had informed her that the devices were finally ready. Béla had sent Beth to fetch them from Deimos.'Do you expect me to teleport all the way there? And back?' Beth had asked, incredulously. 'I'll starve to death!''No, silly, ' Béla had replied. 'Just. “Fuck my cunt as hard as you can with that lovely hard COCK!!!!”Well 'Si' was just the man for the job, and slammed into her so hard her eyes popped wide open as she was banged up against the headboard.“Yes that's, it keep fucking me as hard as you can. COCK, MORE COCK, FUCK, COCK, COCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, MORE COCK, COCK, ” she yelled …...Simon was so happy to oblige his magnificent mom and fucked her over and over long into the. I’d know his taste anywhere, night or day.He’s sweaty and he’s sticky yet his taste is clean, his aroma strong but not foul.Take him, the devil on my shoulder whispers, but to my ear it is a shout. Take him now.His eyes are open but he does not see me. Julian is still half-asleep from his orgasm a little while ago.“Julia.”My voice is soft but he hears me. “Julia” is my, our, pet name for him. He’s “Julia” only on special occasions and only to me. No one else is permitted to call him that..