This is my chance. I imagine a beautiful hot clit in my mouth and how I could run my tongue deep inside your wetness. I want to suck on your hard erec... clit. I want to Taste your juices. I savor the way pussy tastes. My mouth is watering. You finish your drink. You look at me and I wonder if you are wet. My thick cock is throbbing. I picture stuffing you with my cock. I sit at your table. You start making small talk with me and I offer to buy you a drink. You tell me how hard youve been. I loved the feeling. I went closer to his ear and whisper in, ‘What do you expect from your man tonight my love?’ In response, he lifted his face, touched his lips to mine softly and said, ‘Don’t go on my softness, I want you fuck me like I am your bitch and your whore. I am your toilet, cum on me piss on me, fuck me hard and then throw me on the floor like you don’t need me anymore. I would then crawl back again to you and lick your soft dick that has been exhausted by cumming a load of sperm. "I might like to fly us down, but I'd like you to take us out of the hangar and connect with the pod." That sounds like a plan. We can cruise around in a shuttle for a bit if you like." Judith hadn't expected Nancy to do any of the flying, but she needed a copilot to operate the grapple and monitor stresses during the descent. One person could do it, but it was safer to divide the workload in case of trouble.Nancy refused to land the pod and Judith took over for the final approach, but Nancy. She was in for it, she could tell. She slowly stood up and walked the remainder of the way to her teacher. Miss Sanders said nothing. Lisa stared blankly in front of her, not wanting to see the look in her eyes. Suddenly the clipboard was thrust in front of her, and she was informed that each of her last 4 laps had been inadequate. ‘That’s 20 straps.’ ‘I couldn’t run any faster,’ Lisa protested. ‘I won’t tolerate excuses.’ ‘But…’ .