No one answered. He went back to his room and set up his test. A vacuum and a drill came out of his suitcase and he drilled a hole through the floor i... his room and through the ceiling in the room below. Room 821. The hole was small, 9mm to be exact. He had positioned the hole based on the floor plan of the room he was in, and believing the room below would be the same. When he looked through the hole with the tiny video camera he saw that the room was exactly as he figured. The hole was right. Instead of grieving for the lost though, they are now mostly celebrating their contributions to the scientific world. Since everyone here had some kind of contact in whatever capacity with the dead, the members of the crew had some influence in whatever discovery or project that had taken place since.There are probably a little more than twenty people in all from the funeral gathering here and it is inevitable that the large table becomes mostly a disorganized rabble of cross-table discussions. Then I felt something pushing into my hole! I wasn’t expecting this as it hurt as he pressed into me. I cried out but Duncan persisted ignoring my pleas to stop and I felt more pain until suddenly his cock got past whatever was impeding it and I felt a warm feeling of contentment even though it was mixed with some hurt. He thrust into me and got more stirred up and suddenly yelled that he was coming and shot his load into me!In a couple of minutes he rolled off me and lay next to me very quiet.. "What about Chris? Isn't he still here?" "Don't worry about Chris, baby." "But I..." she started to say, before he began kissing her even harder. A moment later, he spun her around and pushed her down so her stomach was on the bed and her ass was sticking up in the air. He began moving his finger up and down her slit, teasing her ever so slightly. Emily moaned softly and closed her eyes. She heard a zipper being pulled down and heard his pants drop to the floor a second later. She felt movement.