He began to slowly slide his hard cock into my pussy, with little in and out motions, a little deeper each time. "Oh God. Oh fuck me. Oh give it to me..." My pussy was beginning to quiver. Slowly he slid his cock into my wet pussy as he fondled my tits and I pressed my clit against the vibrating dryer. I was so close to cumming. He slid it in all the way, as deep as he could go and ground his cock into my pussy while I was grinding into the dryer. "Oh God, give me all your cock. I need it." He. I’ll check in later. He added an emoji of a dog skateboarding for good measure.“There is a darkening in this house. Do you feel it?” Maxamed eyed his wife as they set up their communication circle in the empty west tower. She wore her normal hijab and flowing dress, but something about her outfit irked Maxamed. Maybe it was the immodesty of her wrists. He could see an awful lot of brown skin just below the sleeves. He frowned and continued to pour his salt lines on the old hardwood.“I feel it.”. ‘I’m thinking that I love you and you were always supposed to be with me. You just never let me have my chance and married that asshole Mark instead. And now we finally have a chance to be together, I don’t care that you’re pregnant with his baby. I can look past it just so I can have you. You need support now anyway with a baby on the way. And there’s no way I’m letting you go back to fucking Mark, he probably already has other women in his bed anyway.’ My face when totally blank, I was at a. “My station is shutting down. I’ll check the galley and concubine’s quarters to make sure we don’t leave anyone behind.”“Go,” I said with a nod. Private Morrison was already stepped through the doorway.Less than a minute later I was sitting alone on the dimly lit bridge. The ship seemed eerily silent. “AI,” I said. “Tell me when all other crew have left the ship.”I leaned back in my command chair and closed my eyes. The last forty hours had not been stressful, but I was still tired. My mind.