I tried to think of all the people who might visit. Most of my co-workers were friends who knew that my girlfriend and I were a bit odd, so this shoul...n't surprise them. But I had *no* idea what I was going to say if one of my bosses came in. I checked my watch to see how long I would have to endure this ignominy. 13:30 (I'm a military time weenie). "Three and a half hours," I thought. I heaved a sigh, and got to work, such as I could.As it happened, three of my co-workers visited for what-not.. " Very well, Lieutenant Vak. Thank you."On the bridge, Captain Thran looked out at the glowing hull. Opening a ship wide com channel, he started speaking."This is the Captain. I want all hands in front of frame fifty-six to move towards the stern. Take as many wounded with you as you can. You have only five minutes. I must lower the internal shields to put the fire out. Otherwise, Missile Magazine One will explode when the flames get to the room, and we all will die! Hurry my warriors! Get to. “I want to have fun like Brandy; will you hold my titties and make me some really big nipples like Rick does for Brandy?”“UH ... You mean put my hands under your shirt?”“Yes, Honey, and hurry. My nipples are tingling for your big old hands,” she purred, as she leaned her head back beside his face and kissed his cheek. She took both his hands and placed them on her flat belly, then covered them with her shirt as Brandy had done mine.He may have been shy before he entered this shuttle, but he. He could feel the warmth radiating from it; its scent saturated his nostrils.Like any guy, Paul had spent a heck of a lot of time fantasizing about sex during his life. He’d thought a lot about playing with boobs, fingerfucking, thrusting furiously away with a hot babe wrapped around him; but eating one out was an act he hadn’t thought much about at all. He was actually a little grossed out by the idea; in no small part because essentially he’d be licking his own jism, which would’ve still been.