I slipped out of my brassie and dropped my knickers, kicking them onto the chair, picked up the wine glass and downed the last of the bottle, thinking...‘Fuck I have drank a full bottle in under one hour.’ Climbing into bed and turning off the bedside light, the room was only illuminated by the raw sex on the TV. I tried to masturbate as I was feeling randy with the visuals and the wine, but tiredness was taking its toll, so I switched off, turned on my side and dozed off. I was dreaming I was. Her normally smoothly pine green skin was mottled with browns and yellows from her exertions and her eyes rimmed with black from crying.Shiena took a deep breath and slowly released it, tucking a strand of soaked hair behind her elegantly pointed ear. "This will be my seventh son!" she rasped, her voice nearly gone with the difficult birth. "The Gods have cursed me! Ten children in fifteen years and only three daughters!" But mother, think of the alliances those males have garnered," Shayla,. He got behind her, squeezed her buttcheeks and then spread them apart, and pointed the head of his cock at her asshole. He pressed it against her anus and slowly pushed it in. He kept pushing until his cock was buried in her ass, and then he grabbed her hips and slowly started thrusting. He slowly built his tempo, enjoying every moment inside her tight asshole. One of her hands slid between her legs and toyed with her clit, and she started pushing back against his thrusts. He started fucking. With almost anyone else, I’d’ve thought they were becoming ‘an item’, and I said so in Anya and Romy’s hearing. They didn’t say anything, just looked at me with that female, smug, ‘he’s only a mere male’ expression.I rather lost track, but I’d guess it was the better part of an Earth month when Andromeda informed me of the impending first actual flight of the hyper-ship Scott ... and Gladys, of course ... had been training in. We ... Romy and I ... flew over to the hangar and watched as Scott.