My left hand cupped his hefty ball sac while I began sliding my lips up and down his solid shaft, his hands tangled in my long black hair. He grabbed ...y head and moaned quietly. The taste of his cock and the sound of his heavy breathing were getting me excited. I reached into my pantyhose and was not surprised to find that my little, black haired pussy was wet. With my right hand I began stroking my slit as I increased the intensity of my cock sucking.“I want to see,” he groaned, “I want t-to. "Can it, everyone. Combat stations. We are out numbered, and to tell the truth, out gunned."Sue said, "You can't let the AI fall into their hands." I don't think that is there plan."Swinging the forward twin type Tens to face the oncoming ships, we waited patiently."One cycle," Jenny said.Bonnie asked, "What about the Galactic Jump Unit?"Talk about cold water hitting one in the face!"Jenny, what's its status?"The warbling tone of a target lock sounded on the bridge. I toggled the twin-mounted. Funny, but I couldn’t remember telling her I lived on the lake, but that’s just another one of the joys that go along with white hair and old hemorrhoids, and I’d known Mary-Jo through work for more than a few years. She was cute in a thirty-something kind of way, but the work had taken a heavy toll on her. She’d filled-out a little too much over the last few years, yet she wasn’t what I’d call fat, either. She was like everyone I’d ever met on the M.E.’s staff: puffy circles under her eyes,. I picked Tracies mouth up off my cock by grabbing a hunk of her hair and pulling it up. I whispered in her ear to turn her head. Her mouth dropped when she saw the men looking at her panty-covered ass and very wet mouth. She looked back at me. I remember smiling a big grin and telling her she needed more practice giving head, and these two men would be happy to help her in her lesson. Tracie knew better than to argue, and with a deer in the headlights look in her eyes, she pivoted on her knees,.