But then we’d break off and go back to talking about sex and fantasies. That made us even more horny I think. He pushed me on my wanking fantasies. ... told him I thought about holding his cock until he came and how I thought about wanking him really slowly. I told him I wanted to see him come, wanted to see him shoot his load. I told him I wanted him to come over me.I felt his cock grow in my hand at that thought. Soon we were concentrating on wanking each other slowly.“Any good at massaging?”. I recognized the Champagne as $200 a bottle Grand Dame from France. Pregnant or not, I had some, not much, 2 glasses. Yup, can't wait to see the bill from this. The girls dominated the day, all baby talk and pregnancy talk. African girls, European girls, this is our common thread. It's universal. Lot's of back slapping among the men. All taking bows for producing k**s. A bunch of amazing fools take credit for a lot more than starting things along. I expect the setting was right for. ..or something like that, anyway. Who can remember?It's been centuries since humanity took to the stars as they'd dreamed of for years and years. It was so long ago that very few people actually remember the "whys" of the first excursion out into the galaxies beyond the familiar Milky Way. Some say it was because Earth had become nearly uninhabitable and the exploration of the galaxy beyond was necessary for the survival of the species. Others said it was good old human curiosity that drove. They kissed afterward. She looked him straight in the eyes and smiled and told him how much she loved him as they snuggled a while. “I’ve got stuff to do at work tomorrow that is important” she said. “So I’ve got to get going. We’ll talk soon. I love you.” The next day, after thinking about what to do all night long, she got up, and headed to his office. She knocked. He said give him a minute. But instead, she walked in, and kicked out a secretary because she knew exactly what she had to do..