She really is changing! Ithought. I swung out of the saddle in one fluid motion, my buckskin leaning back andkeeping the rope taut about the girl's ...eck. I whoa'ed him. I couldn't havehim strangling my new prize, not now. "Can you talk?" I demanded. She nodded, her black eyes smoldering. She seemed docile enough with my ropearound her neck, but here was passion itself. I didn't trust her. "Who are you? What the hell are you doing on my land? Explain how you keepchanging!" I charged in without. She was good at keeping confidences, medical diagnostics and she was a whiz with a scalpel. She looked after the few plants she kept on the ship, as she liked a homey atmosphere. She also doubled as the cook and had a very extensive menu to offer the crew.Tale, Bella and Quean each took the other double-bed rooms and the boys claimed a bunk cabin each. At 15:00 hours, they meet up in the lounge and then tentatively got to know each other while they waited for whoever it was, who was to brief. His tongue reached out with long, hungry strokes; drawn to it like a bee for its sweet, honeyed nectar. Devon felt Jessamine’s hands grasping and tugging at his hair, pressing his face against her as his mouth worked her into ecstasy. He feasted on her, licking and sucking, nipping and laving, fucking her with deep thrusts of his tongue. And when she finally came, she grinded herself against his face, drowning him in her seeping dew. Hard as the proverbial rock, ready to feel that sopping. She sighed and clutched onto the pillow a satisfied smile on her face. I worked some of the lube onto my stiff cock, rubbing my hands up and down greasing the length of it. “Ok, then, this is it sis,” I said parting her ass cheeks. I looked at her little asshole and wondered what it would look like after being violated by my cock. I held the end of it against her asshole for a second, steadied myself against her and then pushed against it. It resisted but not as much as before. The skin around.