"Kaminski turned and addressed a nearby panel."Lucas," she said. "I have her here." Excellent!" said a disembodied voice. "Bring her to the forwardc...amber."The voice was deep and sonorous. It had an air of authority, or atleast that of someone used to being obeyed."Come on," Kaminski said, gesturing for Candace to proceed her through adry, narrow gangway.The gangway passed a series of pools and closed rooms that appeared tobe both dry and wet. It was clear this craft was designed to house. It had to be at least 8 inches. And it was thicker than her husband's cock. She made her eyes wander from top to bottom, her gaze going over the shiny purple head, drops of clear fluid running out the little piss-slit, then her gaze went down, down along his shaft, the shaft with a number of veins running through it. Then lower still, she gazed at his nut sack. Two egg sized balls hung low between his legs, the weight of them making the sack hang almost in front of his asshole. A black forest. They’re perfectly round and larger than any hand can hold. Mac stares at the in wonder, thinking how could any bra, or shirt for that matter, hold her Titties back from popping out.Frankie then lets her skirt drop, surprisingly revealing a PPG Thong. She grabs a robe and heads into her bathroom. Mac takes this chance to make his escape. He slowly crawls out from under her bed and sneaks over to her door, making sure not to make a sound. He grabs the doorknob when Frankie walks back in the room.. "His name is Danny," Eric said, half-embarrassed.Laura wondered if Danny was there right now, listening in. "Is Danny as good-looking as you are?" Better. Bigger, too," Eric said.Oh god! Laura thought. No one could be bigger than Eric. But he had tweaked her interest. "I don't believe you," she teased. "How long will it take you to get here?" How about ten minutes?" See you then," she said liltingly.You nympho! she told herself as she changed her underwear, putting on something truly.