My wife was on her back being fucked by my transsexual mistress. Trish was in heaven; her beautiful hairy pussy was being plowed deep by Jenna's nine ...nch divining rod. I knew my wife was in heaven as her toes were curled, she rolled her hips for maximum penetration and her pussy was just free flowing at this point. They were making out ferociously and sucking each others tits. I was relaxing nicely when they both decided for a change. Trish climbed on my cock and slid me in her amazing pussy. I appreciate the confidence you have shown in me,” The First quietly said as he sipped his stim and stared at a bulkhead while he weighed his options. Finally, “I have decided to awaken the Captain. He is fully healed, but as you know, I have continued to keep him unconscious for the last couple of shifts. When I awaken him, I will, of course, have a serious discussion with him while pointing out that his continued existence will be as a figurehead only. His weapon will not be charged, and it. "Good, that's good Susan. Call me back. I'll hold the button down andwait. At least that way you'll know it's me," that child's voice saidand added, "please QT, please hurry, I'm scared. I'm so damned scared."Susan's mind reacted immediately. She was no longer groggy, no longernear the edge of sleep. Susan bolted upright, fully awake, herexhaustion vanishing in an instant of those letters 'QT' as she asked,"who is this really? This sure as hell isn't Mark." Susan, it is me. It really is me.. The four of them had come at me intent on teaching me a lesson. They didn’t seem to realize I had earned my PhD in violence at the hands of Marius. I squeezed my eyes shut behind my sunglasses. My mind’s eye still deceives me, when I picture his face. That kind smile, that never seemed to reach his eyes. The cold efficiency of his stance. But laying there, strapped to a hospital bed, my left eye swollen shut. My nose and cheek broken. Unable to breathe properly due to broken ribs. He looked to.