She had gone through a number of initiation ceremonies in which she had been exposed to a drugged ash that defied detection. During those ceremonies, ...he had stripped along with the other members of the Wiccan and danced joyfully around blazing bonfires.But on this, her final night of her initiation, she was offered to the Wiccan's Lord's shell. The shell was in the body of a large snow white Ram. The large, virile animal had a huge ebony phallus that Mac soon learned was meant for her.Because. “A laundry chute?” the chocolate-skinned woman questioned.“Of course! For a crew as large as ours, with meals being prepped here in the galley, there’s bound to be a right mess from time to time,” the Slavic man explained.“The clothes get dropped a couple hundred decks to the laundry service to be cleaned. The laundry service is run by a Virtual Intelligence that scans the clothes for DNA, for identification purposes. It cleans the garments, then sends them back up via the maglev delivery. I sat behind Jay and lightly ran my fingers through her hair. Both Matt and I watched as Jay and Jackie moved forward and kissed, softly at first but then more enthusiastically as their inhibitions melted away.Jackie moved down to kiss and lick Jay’s nipples and in doing so, had her backside raised towards Matt. I watched as Matt positioned himself behind her and rubbed the head of his cock between Jackie soaking wet labia. Jay turned her head to me and took my eager cock back into her mouth.. No need to tell her all the crap that's running through my head. But... "Carly... can I... can we talk?"It makes my heart drop when her eyes flick away from me, and she chews on her lip, brushing past me and moving to the kitchen. "Can it wait? I've got a ton of homework to do." She won't even look at me when she says it.And I don't know how to fight this. I don't know how to fight with words. "I... don't you think we should talk about this?"And she's busying herself with something on the.