The doctors had been optimisticafter the last round of tests had found no sign of the cancer, andMelissa had assured her she had beaten it, but Claire...wasn't sure,something told her that her journey on earth was nearing its end, and shewas at peace with that, completely at peace.It had been a fabulous adventure, far beyond her wildest imaginings. Shehad been born a male in the mid-twentieth century, filled with longingsto be magically transformed into a girl, never believing for a momentsuch a. Holding you there I slowly lower you down the length of my cock, feeling your body sink into mine as my cock fills you inch by thick inch. Your warm wetness is so tight around my throbbing dick that I gasp as I bottom out inside you. My hands grasping your ass cheeks and starting to very slowly lift you up and down my cock.You lean back and press your forehead to mine. All pretence of subtlety gone as we both need this. Both need to feel the other give into their desires and their needs. To let. Strange how none of the vidi-films ever showed how stowaways managed for toilet requirements.Shortly, she saw all the storage bays open, including hers, and the sex-bots waiting to be summoned. She was not too sure how this would go and did not expect much activity the first few hours. It was actually mid-afternoon before a buzzing came from one of the bays, and she heard from that bay, "R-eight, cabin two hundred and thirty, deck .three" the 'bot moved out of the room smoothly, incredibly. "Stop struggling, Mr Pearce, it will be alright." she said mockingly. "What is this about Debbie?" I demanded. "You will find out." With that she came behind me and took the blindfold from my eyes. When she came into view I expected to see her in something sexy or even naked (my imagination had been running fast without physical sight) but she was in the same skirt and blouse she had come in wearing and had been her regular working clothes before. Debbie came and sat on the desk in front of.