I want to use 737 tonight. Don't ask questions, I can't answer them. Get Dennis and shorten up to the forward slip shackle; then put the port airlock ...n the clip — you can do that in skinnies and if anyone asks, 737 is going for routine maintenance in our boat bay. Suits?" Yah! Suit, but you owe me a big one." Put it on the bill Ted."TJ and Morg dropped out of the after decks airlock and jetted to 737. They found the port outer airlock on the clip, entered the lock and sealed the hatch. There. Marking my place, I set the book down next to me on the blanket. ‘You said there were twenty of those books,’ Jessica said dreamily. I nodded while stroking her hair. ‘Yeah, twenty and an unfinished one. Apparently he died at his writing desk.’ ‘What a way to go,’ she said. I had the feeling that she was doing the same thing that I was, namely staring off into the sky and just saying whatever came to mind. ‘Definitely,’ I replied. ‘But it might not be so bad. I think the worst part would be. Paige Kindle was impatient, insistent, and demanding. She reached for my cock and stuffed the entire length into her opening without a hitch. Thinking she needed a few seconds to adjust to the intrusion, I remained still. Her groan told me that she didn't need any time, and I quickly found myself on my back, being fucked by a mad woman.It took me a minute to realize the enormity of the maneuver. The widowed mother of two had exhibited incredible strength with a move that would have scored. But now, it was my turn, and I would not be broken. His heavy body weighed down on me, crushing my abdomen and making it hard to breath. His ragged breaths were hot on my flesh as I was mounted and his too large cock pressed against my opening. His phallus an unruly and bulbous rod ten inches in length and with a girth that matched a battle club hilt. The pain that shot through me was guttural as were the groans that escaped me involuntarily as he thrashed in way of entry. A stinging heat.