She felt the cool liquid bubbling away against the walls of her cunt and this together with the hard ramming of the bottle against her pussy lips sent...her over the edge once again.By now the entire bed was covered with sticky champagne mixed with pussy juices. I knelt down and put my lips over her pussy lips and drank deeply of this erotic liquid. This had my prick as hard as a rock once again. As I rolled on the next condom she lifted her head and said "I don't think that my cunt can stand any. Behind him, inside the foyer and slumped against the wall, Dubert's bodyguard stared sightlessly down at his feet. Rudolf had been entirely too predictable in his morning routine of buying the morning paper, a pack of American Marlboro cigarettes, and a box of strudel. On this particular morning it had cost him his life.Outside the closed door of the master bedroom, Wolfgang paused, tilting his head and listening intently. From the other side he could hear the faint sounds of a bed creaking, a. I stared unseeingly at my surroundings, my head swinging side to side, hair sticking to my back. I lost track of everything, and god knows if anyone else came into the kitchen because the only thing I could focus on was the sensations being wracked on me. Sam’s tongue flicking against me, her nose pressed against my thigh, her teeth pulling the outer lips of my pussy into her mouth. Monica pounding the cucumber into me, my asshole clenching and contracting around it and making wet noises with. It was pretty much a trash hauling mission and, for all practical purposes, I was just along for the ride. Union regulations required a qualified pilot be aboard on all missions but the ship was perfectly capable of making the trip without any help from me. Of course, the main computer could fail I guess... but that had never happened in the past 200 years, and the ship was far too complicated for me to operate with out the main computer anyway.I had signed on as a commercial cargo pilot.