" Sarah could barely swallow, her throat was so dry. Even the passing reference to oral sex made her cheeks redden further; she was starting to resemb...e a beetroot. Sarah watched open-mouthed as Dom, in his slightly laid back pose, began to slowly stroke his cock. It didn't take long for it to begin to firm up and grow longer. "You've never had a guy go down on you either, have you?" It was like he could read her like a book. Sarah pursed her lips and shook her head. "But you've thought about. A few minutes later, which felt like three lifetimes, it did stop. She rubbed my very, very sore cheeks, squeezed them, which took my breath away. “It’s almost red enough. Twenty more on each cheek, and we’ll be done. Well, except for the belt.” It sounded like she was smiling. “Lift up, ask for the twenty.” Though I didn’t think I could take twenty, I arched up. “Please, Miss, twenty more please.” “Of course.” She did, first all twenty on my right cheek, then twenty more on my left. I was. “So what times the meeting Peter?” Mark asked.“Not until 4:30pm” I replied, “but the Wife`s home late from work today, that’s all”.“So we have the day to ourselves” Mark said, “Want to hang out by the pool and have a few beers?”“Whoa yeah!” replied Mandy, before I had a chance to reply.Mark finished making the hot drinks and I started chatting to him about our business interests and common interests and followed on to the pool. As we entered the pool Mark placed the drinks on a tray by the edge. " How long could they hold out against a Sicceian attack?" No more than a few days at the most, why?"Tristan ignored Da'ren's question. "I don't think I can access their ship's computer at this distance, but they are between us and the planet surface so..." Tristan paused, collecting his thoughts.He checked the sensors again "They're not moving, so they have probably not spotted us yet. Obviously not expecting an attack from space. Their arrogance gives us an advantage. Keep the debris field.