.. hostile, not since I left Borealis anyway.”“What was life like for you back on your homeworld? My work has taken me to a lot of places, but nev...r there.”“Not so different from this,” she said, gesturing to the landscape with her clawed hand. “Cold, inhospitable, sparse sources of food. There were a lot more trees and wildlife, and it was somewhat warmer, but what you’re looking at right now isn’t far off the view from the door of our longhouse.”“Why did you all move to Siberia? I heard about. Pretty cool, huh?" She wrapped herself around me so fast I ended up on the floor with her on top of me. Martin, in the next room, was chortling like a drunken water-buffalo. His voice floated in from around the corner. "Paybacks are a bitch." "Martin, go fuck yourself." All I heard from the young lady was "thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou..." Okay, I got the idea. I turned my head and saw shoes. Above the shoes was the face of my Uber-boss all squinched up-- wondering what the hell was going. " It's right off the Great Hall, Sir. You'll see it." Thank you David." You're welcome, Sir."Jason thought to himself, "I could get used to this level of service, real quick."Sure enough, when he got there it was obvious where it was. He could see two mostly open pocket doors at the far end of the Great Hall. They looked like they would be very unobtrusive when closed and he figured that's why he'd missed them.As he paused entering the Great Hall, there was an arm sliding through his as Mandy. Add on your going banzai on my clit and I shot to the moon, big time." You did? But you pulled off..." I pulled off of you because between my g-spot getting slammed and you rubbing my clit, rubbing my clit just the way I asked mind you, it was too much for me. My pussy was exploding." But you were in pain..." Pain, pleasure, very similar, very different." What?" Hmmm, how do I explain this? Intense pleasure is so intense it can be, uhmm, confused with pain. Intense pain. How does that.