She held and squeezed my penis while I rubbed between her legs with the side of my hand, occasionally allowing my thumb to delve inside her. Her moist...ess increased, as did her breathing rate until, finally, she pulled me towards her using the handle she still held."On the floor." I said authoritatively and allowed her to slide down onto the hearthrug. She lay on her back looking beautiful in the fire light as I stood up to remove the remainder of my clothes and retrieve a condom from my wallet. ‘Fuck… Oh, fuck…!’***She was close now… Her two fingers were working as fast as they could. Her greedy pussy ached for more.She slid down a bit and Leant a bit forward. Pressed a third finger into herslf and started slamming her hand into her cunt. Each breath was short and her free hand clawed at the sheets.‘Oh… Oh… Mmm! Ahh! Ahhh! Oooh…!’***He didn’t know what to do with himself… She was so fucking hot! He was about to come.‘God! Shit! Oooooh, FUCK!’***‘Ahhhh! AHHH! MmmmMMM!’ She was jerking. Colin thought for a moment and then explained, “No one on the ship spoke to me,” he said. “At meal times or in the lounge afterwards, it was as though I didn’t exist. The crew were polite enough but there was no interaction between us.”“Did you have any problems in college?” pressed his father.“None at all,” said Colin frowning, “Is there a problem?”“Not a problem,” said Jason as he led the way into the house, “but we’ve been picking up a bit of an attitude from certain people.”“House Graham?”. "So what's up? I thought my scenes were done for today." They are," Williamson confirmed. "Everyone's are. This is the after-action review."Oh great, Busy said to herself. The part of the day you always insist on, and which I hate the most. She nodded and took her place beside her fellow actors as Williamson began his usual spiel over how well they had done in the day's scenes. Busy listened to it all, doing her best to take the criticism in stride and not react to the praise. The others did.