I guessed her height by my own, 5'8", to be about 5 foot even. Her hair was jet black and her boobs were humungous in comparison to the rest of her. I... fact, with her muscular thighs and calves, she looked like she could have been a gymnast or figure skater. Except the boobs, of course.Her boobs also had huge areolas, the kind that get my dick hard with the slightest glance. If the moment was right, she liked them to be treated rather roughly, but just enough to bring on another orgasm. It also. "We have established a remote transfer station a little over a light hour from Hilaris which is where you will enter that system. You may also use it as a communication port. Right now there is no communication capability but we will ask you to take a beacon with you to place on the transfer station. That will give you instant communications with us here at Kayteetee'. We will gladly relay your messages to either the Darjee or the Confederacy as you wish."We are tracking your freight ship, the. I winked back at my chief consort, the Queen of Heaven, while the namesake of the Roman God of Wine (how fitting) long-dicked her from the back. I was almost sorry that Des had showered right after the deed, since part of me wanted to give Bacchus my sloppy seconds and I knew that he would love them.“Let’s switch back and forth, guys. I want to feel both of you men inside me, and I want both of you guys to feel each of our twats around your cocks!” Des urged each of us to swap, which we gladly. "Have you known her long?"I smiled thinking that 'long' was exactly how I had known her. "No," I said, "only for a week or so." And she believes you can help me solve my, ah, my physical problem?" So she said. I'm certainly willing to try." I ventured a smile and a small bow."Did you see the gentleman who just left?" she asked, producing a small fan and using it.I shook my head."He did his best, sir, several times, and he is a gentleman of some experience who fancies himself a prime lothario.".