Your stubble is rough on my smooth hands. It would be rough against my inner thighs too but that is not for now. This moment is about you.I press, eve... so gently, on your lips till they part, tasting the coffee on your tongue. I withdraw, smiling at your upturned face and your closed eyes as I unbutton your shirt slowly. It is an awkward angle and I need to drop down to my knees to disrobe you. You instinctively spread your muscular thighs for me and pull your shirt off as the last button comes. But I'd be in t-shirt and jeans, not in waitress gear, and she'd be all strict and say she couldn't have a waitress in jeans, this is in front of all the ladies.So in front of them all, I'd have to take my jeans off, and I'd enjoy it; the attention, the wrongness, the embarrassment, and they’d all be able to tell because they were experienced women.I’d have to serve them tea in just my t-shirt and underwear; no outdoor shoes on Brenda’s carpet. I’d find this very exciting, and they’d know, and. The King?After the two Men fall unconcious the king says " Doc Holiday beam me up ", now aboard his ship the King says " Ships status ", the medical hologram King calls Doc Holiday says " The orbit is stable, were still cloacked so the ship can't be seen by anyone not even Earths primitive satelites and the solar panels keep absorbing the Suns solar energy so power is at full ".The medical hologram Doc Holiday says " How was your latest adventure Mr Sim? ", King says " Doc, I told you to call. He climbs onto the bed, bringing his luscious cock to her lips and commanding her to kiss his pride muscle. She leans a little and kisses his shaft gently. He is furious calling her a slut and telling her that he was not like those sissy fuckers, being happy for their bitches to kiss the humongous shaft only very gently. He is a bad boy and grabs fistful of her hair pulls her filthy whore into his groin, stuffing his cock all the way down into her throat and balls resting on her chin. All.