Before I knew it, it was time to go back to our cells. There was nothing to do, within a few days I read all of his books, I started working out. When...I had slept enough and was sore from wroking out, I would just play with my cock, or ass, not even for pleasure all the time, just to have something to play with. Billy would just be re reading a book of his, and I would go play with his member, not really a handjob, just fool around with it, play with his big balls, slap myself with it, maybe. “Oh fuck!” screamed Kiki as she clutched his arm tightly. “Come with me!” David held her slender body tight to his and slammed his aching cock into her hard with a finally flurry of frenzied thrusts. Their bodies seemed to melt into each other as they became a writhing, clenching mess of drug fuelled sexual abandon. It was as if the narcotics knew when to kick in because a daunting surge of energy washed through his body. He was on a one-way journey to trip-out city and there was no turning. The taste of his nectar with just a hint of chocolate was amazing. I closed my lips around his head and gently started to suck. My saliva built up quickly, just as it does when sucking a lolly-pop. I swallowed, causing his cock to throb and stiffen again. Mark let me suckle his cock a bit before he stepped back."You can suck me off while I sit. It might take me a while to cum again, so you're really going to have to work for it this time."Still holding my hair, Mark stepped back to his chair. . time travel. The holy grail of science fiction stories and the reality is that it hurts, it feels like some asshole is sanding your skin off and shining a searchlight at your eyes. And when things go wrong, as they inevitably do, they go spectacularly fucking wrong.Our instructions were simple on paper. Take a quick trip back to the Cretaceous-period, because the academics need more information about Velociraptors. The last team they sent back had landed on the flank of an active volcano and.