She had nice firm tits and a great looking ass, as I remembered from earlier in the evening.“Mind if I crawl up there with you?' she asked. “Come...on” I said. As she climbed into the hammock, my cock came out of my boxers and became semi-erect. “Don't get any ideas, old man cause we're cousins, and I'm married anyway” Brenda said and she squirmed into the hammock,placing her back into my stomach so that we were spooning.I placed my arms around her, taking care to not touch her breasts, which. Like The Duke, I also had a clubhouse. Whereas his clubhouse was in a house, mine was in the basement of an apartment building. My father, the building's super, had set aside an 8' x 12' storage room for my personal use, complete with a lockable door. It was where Richie and I whacked off. It was also where I raised many types of tropical fish, kept all my books, board games, my stamp collection, and sundry other items.It was furnished, if you could call it that, with 6 fish tanks of varying. I was glad to be in a civilized system again, with a considerable paycheck in the form of a frozen Antarian in my small cargo hold after a nice uneventful climax to the nine weeks hunt I chased after Sodiban Renow. From New France planet, the headquarters of DeNoir, in the core region of the Union, across seventeen worlds until he got his brain container perforated by something very hot and fast.Just be patient, Friend. I show you how a trail is picked up as soon as I get on the next. These here keys belong to a friend, Wesley, who runs a linen shop near the market. I can borrow these keys whenever I want and for as long as I like." Patti unlocked the doors of the huge van and climbed inside waiting for me to join her. Even though I wasn't quite convinced as to wisdom of all this, I was so damned randy, I climbed in after her. I asked, "So this Wesley, does he know you're a... a... ?" Dyke? yeah he knows and he don't care 'cos he's gay himself and he understands my needs,.