But I don’t go for drinks with people I don’t know. I’m Freya.” “And I’m Gregory. Gregory Marsden, I’m a loss adjuster �...� ironically.” He laughed. “And me? I’m in Quality Management consultancy.” “I bet that’s quality with a capital Q. Half an hour then? I’ll be here, standing to attention.” She giggled over her shoulder to him as she headed for the lift. Suddenly the day had grown brighter – for both of them. Exactly thirty. I moved up the bed so that my cock was now free and probing between Junes thighs, seeking out her copper cunt. As soon as the tip entered her gash she shuddered and thrust her pelvis towards me, making my cock slide right inside her. I started gently pumping back and forth as Sheila cupped my balls in her hand and stuck her head in between my legs seeking them out with her mouth.June writhed beneath me pressing her cunt up to meet my cock as I thrust into her, Sheila still eagerly licking and. But her relief would be short lived, because then Michael would take her home, and his lovemaking increased her sexual frustration, instead of satisfying it.Jen remembered what Suzanne had said. "It's like an inch. You can scratch it, and it'll go away for awhile. But then, if you tickle it, the inch will be worse than ever. That's what Michael does. He tickles, he doesn't itch."Jen had been angry at Suzanne when she said that, but she couldn't deny the truth of her friend's words.Jen decided. " Crew Mess? Suit? Everyone eat and pack up. We'll leave in an hour. I'll alert the others" and walked out into the corridor.Denny raised both eyebrows and looked quizically at McCock"Makes a good XO, doesn't she?" McCock said and turned to pack.Upon return to "Trader", McCock told his two electronics experts to move up to the first officer's cabin and organise their work. Sally was detailed with them to do the secretarial work and to keep control of their time cycles, feeding, sleeping, and.