He let the k**'s mouth go and Mike inhaled with a gasp. "Give him more!" I said. Bruce did, and in a moment, Mike's expression changed to one of relis.... He actually licked the salt from Bruce's fingers, making my buddy stroke his prick with his free hand. He guided this engorged cock head to Davenport's lips, and the punk sucked greedily. Bruce growled in pleasure as Mike gripped onto his shaft with stiffened lips and walked them all the way down to the base by the nuts close to his body. I. You are beyond hot," Chaz stated.Lydia covered the camera and took her seat again."It's your turn," she said simply.Chaz switched on his camera and Lydia saw a well-muscled male torso with a set of six-packs and a small black satin thong. He also turned around to give her a view of his well-muscled back and firm glutes. The sight of them got her wet and it increased when she saw the bulge in the front of this thong. The fact that he wasn't one of those hairy brutes that she had met also helped. " Sure no problem Paul, she should have them back to you later on in the day." I'm not in a rush, just when she has some spare time will be fine." Okay, Boss."About 10:30 Patty buzzed Alexis on the intercom and when she picked up Patty said. "Alexis there is something wrong with Paul's dictation tape, can you come and listen to it and tell me it what I am hearing is correct?î"Hang On Patty I'll be right there," and then she punched the intercom off and took of to Patty's office.About ten. On the ground the Voidlings are unstoppable, living tides of claws, chitin, and teeth. They cut our supply lines, stripping worlds of the resources we desperately need in surprise attacks that punch deep into our territory. It’s the perfect Catch 22. Do we spread our fleets thin to protect our supplies, but at the cost of the worlds we are sworn to protect, or do we hold our ground, protecting the cradle worlds from the Void, but grow ever weaker after every battle as supplies slowly dwindle?5.