Matters quickly grew incrementally worse. At first a few of the scientists took advantage of the invitation to join the 1000–1200 training sessions,...but they were soon dissuaded. The sessions consisted primarily of calisthenics and other rote physical training, Igwanda was a stern taskmaster impatient with those who could not or would not keep up, and few persisted beyond the first couple of ship-days. Meiersdottir lasted longer than most, but even she dropped out when a particular session. Soon she was writhing on the bed, moaning and whimpering as her newfound passions began to overtake her."Oh, Master! Oh, that feels... amazing! Oooh! Oh God, yes!"Her pussy was leaking like a busted pipe, and I was busily trying to lick up as much of the sweet honey as I could. My hand was drenched, and she was creating quite a wet spot under her as she flowed freely."Oh, Master! Please, Master, pleease..."Hannah wasn't even sure what to beg for. She had never thought sex was possible - it. She wonders what he sees in her eyes. Are they still beautiful? Or do they look tired too….puffy from too much crying? Can he tell just by looking into them how fast her heart is beating now…..can he sense her eager anticipation? He cups her face in his hands and traces the outlines of her features slowly with his fingers…..fingers so gentle. With a look of sheer admiration and love on his face he mouths the words ‘I’ve missed you’. He gives her a gentle, yet loving smile and moves his face. It always does,” Dave assured me. “ Now let me see that cute little ass while you slide your pussy over this cock.” I spun around to straddle him in reverse cowgirl. Seeing me, Carolyn pulled her mouth off Chris and told him to sit tight. She knelt in front of my and grabbed Dave’s cock to hold it steady while I focused on balancing above it. I felt it at my lips. The head was the size of an egg, with a similar shape. It popped in and I already felt stretched to the limit. Carolyn began rubbing.