As the traveler neared them the two males raised their right hands slowly, holding them high, away from any weapons to show their peaceful intentions....The traveler was HUGE. Well over six and a half feet tall, more than 250 lbs, his weight carried in his chest and shoulders, not his middle and rear. His light brown hair was sun streaked, long and shaggy as was his beard. His clothes showed hard and long wear. Where they had been mended the repairs were neatly and properly done. The dirt that. It may not be as much fun as the real thing, I know that, or skin touching skin, but it’s pretty good. I slowed to let Sam buck and grind against me until she gasped and froze. That was my cue and I was about six strokes away when it was my turn to thrust, grunt, and collapse.“Shower, Buddy. Mom’ll be home any time now.”I didn’t want to move. I didn’t care about the mess in my underpants. All I cared about was Sam, warm, sweaty and soft under me.“N’uh.”Sam poked my side.“Get off me, Buddy.. So, you’re going to have to instill this shield into the walls, ceiling, floor, windows and door.”I frowned. “I guess I understand the ceiling, but the floor too?”“You know why sound doesn’t travel in space?” he asked.“Because it’s a vacuum,” I answered almost automatically even though I was confused by what his question had to do with my lack of understanding. “Sound waves commonly travel through the particles that make up the air we breathe.”“Right,” he said. “And sound travels very well. The females revel at the male’s reaction; he has seen the coffin, he is to die for them; his cock is erect and the women taunt him wickedly. He is made to stand on a small stool and the noose is wrapped sweetly around his neck; his mistress pulls the noose tight about his neck, smiling wickedly, he is not to be hooded, the women want to witness his complete misery as he is strangled by the rope, he will not be allowed the luxury of a broken neck, he is to suffer a slow agonising death which.