..beautiful creamy thighs, a skirt that hardly covers them, tits so big they almost touch the steering wheel, and a 'mixed' nose (is that the right te...m?), one that is not flat or wide, but rather perfect for say, a model!Neil decides he's gonna slow down and let her pass, then follow her!But, before he can start that ball rolling, her car turns off onto a dirt road and pulls away!Flustered, Neil jams on his brakes, and almost crashes his pick-up truck, but he throws a U-ey and darts up the. He poured some more but set the bottle to one side to sip now. He said, "That was terrible to see. They committed suicide but didn't realize how painful a death it would be. They tied themselves down and couldn't get loose though I think they wish they had. Their faces had horrible looks from the pain." He had another large sip.I had sat down close to him on an outdoor sofa. "I'm sorry, Dad. We've seen a lot that we wish we hadn't seen." Mister Dan, I know it's tough but we want you with us.". You stroke me a little faster now. I look down now. I see you lay your head against my powerful thighs, eyes closed, a hand reaches up to grasp me just below my ass. You do this for a few more minutes. Then, I feel the unmistakable warmth of your mouth engulfing my raging hard cock. You take me deeply into your mouth, your tongue making a swirling motion around the head, occasionally flicking the tip of your tongue against the hole at the tip. I let out a quiet, yet deep moan. You take this as. Captain Zezz was there and the Admiral of the Fleet. Not in person, but via Holo-Presence.Harris was sipping on a bottle of beer. “He is doing a fine job and he did put the pieces together about you putting Carrows on the bridge for a reason.”“He did? What was his decision?”“If in doubt, go by the book and the book says court martial. Those were his words.”The old Admiral of the fleet was sitting on a chair that like him was actually in his office and not here and he held a glass with Whiskey..