She rested her hands on his shoulders, playing with his soft brown hair where it curled on his shoulders, and staring into his eyes.He looked up at he... with such intensity, then his gaze shifted to her mouth, his head slowly tilting back further.She took the invitation, kissing him gently, then nibbling his lower lip with her lips.He pulled her closer, hands still in her back pockets, then slid one under her shirt, up the soft skin of her back, discovering no bra strap under her baggy. First the bikini—in public—and now this. Could this be the toy?“You have no idea.” I answered in a low reverent tone. Her smile grew wider.Barb was no model. She was an ordinary woman physically. Her medium breasts sagged from age, but not uncommonly so. She sported the extra pounds of two childbirths and a career that left her little time for luxuries such as regular visits to a gym. Such things had never been high on her list of priorities.Weeks before leaving on this vacation though, she had. I closed my eyes and wanked faster untill i felt the cum erupt from my helmet, string after string of cum shot out and landed on the fence, She said "that was cool, could you do that again?"I said "i need time to recover" "ok" she said tell me when cos i will want to see you do that again" then she went away. I went back to the house thinking wow that was fun and did she want to watch again.A couple of hours later there was a knock on my front daoor, it was her but she was with her mate, "Can. "I am Q. I know how complicated this must seem to you, but I am a different Q then the one that helped Frederic and you. I will now help you and the rightful Phalanx, the Frederic buried here." What's the catch? Why would you help us?" I am not interested in the laws of the Phalanx. I only want the universe to be in good hands, and I have a personal score to settle with Q. I took away his powers once, but he was forgiven later on. This time, with the help of Frederic, I will finish him off.".