“Please, begin,” said Mikael, pushing the gown up over her knees, across her belly and leaving it to rest piled up around her neck. Revealing her ...mall, tennis ball, sized boobs.“The mission was a success master,” she began, “The children are- ooh . . .secure,” she said, shuddering and gasping lightly as Mikael’s tongue slid over her cunt lips.“How many were taken?” Mikael asked, his head bobbing up from between her legs.“Two master- ooh- just like you asked,” she shuddered as he ran his. However, there was something else that she had been finding far more surreal. She had begun to hear voices.It had started off innocuously enough, a week or so after she had been forced to escape from Karron and John had found her on board his ship. He had asked her to become a First Class Navigator in a roundabout sort of a way, so she had thrown herself into his request with gusto. She had been studying in her free time and then meeting up for “mealtimes” with the handsome Captain.She loved. . kissed.”“Stacey?” he asked. “Your sister? Your twin sister? You kissed?”Stacey stopped teasing for a little while, her hands stationary on Mercedes’ chest. She even held her breath, craning her ears to hear Simon’s ultimate verdict.“That’s hot,” he said.Mercedes breathed a sigh of relief, which became a quivering whimper when Stacey got right back into rubbing her nipples. “S-So, you don’t mind?”“Hell no,” he said. “I just mind I didn’t get to see i—” Some noise rumbled in the background. “Oh. I told her everything! Yes! The whole story! Yes, she was shocked but at the same time she wanted to know more about it. That is, how it felt to screw a black man and how large was his cock and if he was a better lover than my husband.I explained to Maria how much different it was to screw another man. I explained to her how it felt screwing a black man and having my husband participate. This is what she didn't understand, how could my husband allow me to screw other men.After spending much.