The novitiate nodded in respectful subservience and looked for another wounded Sister.The forced stationary posture in the shuttle had caused her tire... and sorely abused muscles to seize and cramp. For the briefest of moments, her ridged discipline slipped and L'mael regretted declining the chair. Her lapse was brief, and aggressively crushed. Gritting her teeth, L'mael limped across the hanger deck to one of the many small personnel hatches leading towards the ships barracks decks.What the. The taste of her young sex is addictive and I sink my eager tongue deep into her folds, coating it in her secretions before savouring it in my mouth. I'm struggling a little as her mouth is currently occupied with my swollen clit, but I manage to pull Elle's little slit open with my thumbs and I lap at her tight little cunthole.After a while I have to let my head rest back on the mattress as my neck is starting to ache, but Mary notices and she comes to the rescue - getting up she kneels next. Now, it is early Saturday afternoon of that same weekend and….+++++++++++++++++++++++++I jumped into the shower and quietly cursed. I had been careful to put my underwear beneath my shorts because there was quite a mess in the front of them from having pulled them up too soon after spying on my Grammy in the workshop. I hoped that Grammy would just go to the kitchen and finish getting lunch ready for us and let me sort out all of the thoughts and things I had in the wake of what I had just. As the refined and elegant Leasa Edwards began unbuttoning the fat, black man’s fly, each undone button would jerk open from the strain of the over sized contents they had imprisoned.When the buttons were all undone, Sambo lifted his hips:“Pull ‘em down, girl,” he commanded.Leasa Edwards reached up and began peeling the tight pants off the corpulent Negro’s frame.“Noooo...” the deflated Captain whined softly behind her.But Leasa moved as if in a trance. She never really heard her husband’s.