I feel much better already. Now, can you know or feel when we will be ready to have Solange come down to us this morning and notify Phil or should I c...ll him in my head?”“Bob, Phil does not actually talk to you in your head, we do. We facilitate the conversation between Phil and you. Phil talks to a computer on the ship and we send the communication down to you here. You hear what he is saying but it is an energy signal not real talking. I hope that makes sense to you.”“Sure Fred, just let Phil. When it is red hot she brings it over to the anvil between Becki's thighs and hammers the tip flat, spreading the knob-end out into a cunt-wrenching shape. Obviously it is never going into Becki, but she is very worried. The loose end of another chain rises from gunge on floor, snakes up one leg and pushes its way into her cunt, fucking her senselessly. After the chain withdraws, covered in white juice, Samantha walks around behind Becki and pushes her shoulders down and forwards, until her. "Call me Master and get your ass moving ... FUCK ME BITCH!" he spat."Yes Master," Pamela gasped and then sped up her strokes up and down his shaft. She was surprised when the man pulled her down onto his chest and held her immobile."Please Master," she begged, "Please let me continue to ride your mighty cock." Wait a minute bitch," her Master said and then she felt the bed sag as someone else crawled on. A look over her shoulder showed her that her student was back. Mike Jr. rubbed his cock. It is he, now, who is prostrate beneath me, his right hand grasping at the sheet and his left gently holding the back of my head, begging me for more, please. I withdraw, and he makes a noise of disappointment which turns into a moan as my tongue circles his corona, swirls over his glans and licks delicately the frenulum and up the slit. Then I take him into my mouth once more, as far as I can, until I almost gag. After a last hard suck, I sit up, my lips red and swollen. “Now?” he asks. Filled.