It’s a fucking prison planet, not some kind of frontier settlement from two hundred years ago,” he growled out. “There are no women on the plane... ... well not until now, and that’s temporary while she investigates the communication thing with Morales and the wolves. And you damn well know it.”The General sat drumming his fingers on his desk for a moment, before, “Dammit, why did I let that woman talk me into this?”“Because she had a very logical reason for being there,” the Prime answered. I delved my pinky finger into the bush and swished it up and down and in and out until I felt her clitoris hard against my finger. I was quite amazed to feel it was larger than some I had encountered in the past (my wife's clit is smaller) and I guess it was the size of a medium sized erect nipple. I'd only just got my tongue around it when I suddenly realised I was about to ejaculate prematurely and, as you well know, once it starts it's almost impossible to stop! Splut, splut, splut it went. Next to the outfit, Master had picked out a nude strapless bra and a pair of microfiber boyshort cut panties in the same color for me to wear underneath, as well as one of my day collars: braided black leather with a black and white triskelion surrounded by simple Celtic knotwork in silver. Everything seemed sensible, which had me a bit on edge. What was going on? I shook my head to clear my muddled thoughts and dressed quickly but carefully; it wasn’t my place to question my Master’s motives.. " Everybody thinks blondes are stupid!" Josie said. "We are not stupid!"God, she really was high-strung, this girl! I didn't think blondes were stupid. At least, not any stupider, on average, than anyone else. I didn't really think that most people, even, thought blondes were stupid. That was just a stereotype. Like how all black guys supposedly have big schlongs.Actually, most black guys I'd run into, in the locker rooms of America, really did have big schlongs. It seemed like way more of them.