I think I got sort of good at it. Anyway, David gave me lots of encouragement, made approving noises, and always shot what seemed to me like big, big ...oads into my mouth and down my throat.All right, so that's all background, history to bring us up to last Saturday night. David came by and picked Vickie up around 7. They were going to dinner at a nice restaurant downtown, then drinks and dancing at a bar that has a live band, a lively crowd, and not so incidentally, lots of black men on the. “It’s us. We didn’t want to waste any more ammo than we had so we started moving as soon as we thought you three were far enough away. If you want some proof that it’s us, then how about this; We just left Earth aboard one of, if not the most, advanced ships in the galaxy.”“Alright,” Anja nodded, lowering her weapon.Mason walked over to Ben and began examining his vest.“You got really lucky,” he commented. “They had to have been using some really bad ammo if it was able to stop a round.. They had Carly Simon as one of their singers years ago. My father loved her music, so when I came along, I was bestowed with her name.”“You’re prettier, I think.”“Flattery will get you everywhere, David Prentiss. Thank you.” She gestured to a chair, “Tell me about your WIVES. Is it true you have ten of them, one a movie star – but I don’t know who?”Dave smiled, “They are in approximate order Alice, Pam, Heather, Julie, Cricket, Scarlett, Nikky, JR, Tatiana, and Bridget. Scarlett is the movie. After all she could use the help and he could pocket his per diem. Jeff and Ann got along well. She had never been to so many dinner, shows and movies. They built a bond that had not existed prior. Jeff recognized his youthful desire to see his mother naked still existed. He would masturbate to the brief glimpses of her naked body now that he was thirty. Embarrassed and at the same time excited by his fantasies. He recalled spying on his Mom and Dad fucking wishing it could be his cock in her.