"Fuckin-A bitch, lick my ass. You nasty fuckin' whore." I was really getting off on it and my cock was throbbing and twitching as she licked my ass... "Now suck on it. Suck on my hole." So she started to suck my asshole and I groaned and laid my head back against the back cushion of the sofa. "OOOOOH FUCK baby, you dirty whore. Fuck that's good!"I was going crazy from this and I had to fuck her. But I felt like being a dick about too. "Bend over the couch whore." I said as I got up. Saying 'no' to you and sticking to it was the hardest thing I ever did."Audra moved back to the stove to check on the bacon. Irma spoke as she moved off. "You know you really do need to invite your parents to your wedding. No matter what they did, they are your parents."I winced as Irma said this, knowing how vehemently Audra had reacted when I made the same suggestion.Audra turned back to us as if she was pondering a response. Then she turned back to her bacon, saying nothing. I stared at her. It was evening in Alberta and Atlantis was 6 hours ahead, sitting in the UTC-1 time zone. So March 20th, the spring equinox, would be Atlantis’ re-birthday.Sarah was going to be taking Liyana, Gyges and a shuttle full directly to Atlantis. In fact, everyone on the embassy would be coming down to the island, throughout the day.The flight didn’t take very long and they were approaching the island as the first light of dawn hit it. The other shuttles were just leaving the Battlestar and Embassy,. From where she stood an office block in the distance would have the sensational view of her hotwife body almost wearing the tiniest bikini imaginable.Sara leant against the rails, facing the camera with her legs slightly parted. Her huge firm breasts and shaved covered slit looked better than anything that had ever featured in the pages of Playboy. Sara knew she was hot. She would need to blind to not notice how magnificent her fantasy hotwife was. She was well aware of the male attention this.