Then, he asked her nervously about the panties that she was wearing right under her denim skirt and he continued to ask her whether she could show him...her panties. Abby shook her head on purpose to tease Mr. Davis but after he begged her, she planted both her feet apart on her chair and had her knees spread widely. Her short denim skirt had ridden up her thighs and her yellow lacy panties were exposed to her teacher’s lustful eyes. Abby could see her teacher’s swollen dick poking up straight. Jorge cast a practiced eye on the hold and then turned to Mal. "Give me a copy of your manifest and I'll organize your cargo boomer style by port of call and date of shipment." Right," the big man fumed. "And guess who's gonna be doin' all the work!"Jorge just cocked his head at Jane. "We both can do this, I'll pitch and you catch."Jane quickly backed up "I told you I don't do that anymore."Jorge laughed and called to Kaylee over intra-ship. "How much gravity can you kill in the hold?" In the. She was everything and nothing to him. He could think of nothing other than to try and feel every wave of pleasure that exploded in his mind like bombs of intense lust and need!He finally released her as she released his cock and he fell backward into the pool, floating on a sea of intense pleasure overload that was more of a threat to pull him under and into darkness than the water that lapped over his body and washed away the evidence of his illicit coupling.Tammy sank to her knees feeling. He was a naked, gyrating astronaut, turning and tumbling in slow motion – he was an oceanaut.The word made him giggle again.“Luce? Lucian?” The voice.Ah yes, Lucian. He knew a Lucian, didn’t he? Was the voice Lucian’s?The clouds lifted.There were cream-white tiles in front of him, and a pale hand resting on the wet-shining edge of something. The slim fingers had painted nails. They lay on the edge of a bathtub. Were they his? He moved them to check. Ah yes. So he was in a bath, wasn’t he – wet,.