“Oh, I can give you the codes, but it won’t do you any good,” the Nick told him.“Why not?” Nash asked, surprised by his statement.“Because...they don’t work,” he happily informed Nash.“What the hell are you on about? How can you control the ship if your codes don’t work?” Nash said with irritation and frustration at the conversation and Nick’s unwillingness to co-operate.“Because Lee told the ship I could direct it where to go as long as it wasn’t against her wishes,” the Captain said simply and. "I hadn't finished unpacking my stuff and I was already being told I hadto leave. I had nowhere else to go. I regretted how my music had madeTracey feel but I felt sure there must be something else I could do tohelp her feel safe around me. Wasn't there? Couldn't I just tell her Iwas sorry my music made her feel uneasy?No. Tracey had had some problems with men in her past. How could I ask?I felt vulnerable taking my bra off in front of my girlfriend but I wasabout to feel even more. Specifically you.”I’d been listening with full attention the whole time and laughed at the corniness of his last lines. But, instead of quipping, I said, “Thanks for sharing that, Dave. I didn’t know that about you. It’s a shame though, Mike would be so good for a threesome.”“I know right?” Dave agreed, “Oh well.”I could feel his bulge against my pelvis. Everyone who had seen Dave’s dick had admired its size – seven and a half inches, and as much as I wanted to shove all those inches down my. I went out and grabbed 4 of them, but thought that might be too ambitious for a first try, so I put 2 back. Thank god I only had 2, you'll find out why later, LOL. I went to my bathroom and lubed my finger, working it slowly in and out of my special brown starfish. I squirted more lube on the ping-pong balls and gently shoved the first, then the second one up my anal canal as far as my fingers could push. It felt really good and my ass easily ate them. I thought they were in nice and deep. I.