The three jackbooted thugs ... maybe not, the oldest looked to be about 19. Typical nordic-type German; tall, thin, blond with blue eyes.Like I mentio...ed ... boisterous seas. A U-boat is pretty calm below the wave zone. We were bouncing around pretty good. The three of them looked uncomfortable ... and maybe a little seasick and a lot homesick.Wendy left the cabin, came out on deck and stood horizon watch ... not that she could see the horizon; it's still dark and wet. Mostly we followed the. She moved up and down my cock and it was great, but I wanted to help her, too. I pulled her up, kissed her deeply, and lifted her by her thighs. I backed MP into a tree, pulled her panties aside and pushed into her cunt. Her slit was soaked with her juices so I slit into her easily. MP groaned as I entered her, throwing her head back as her ecstasy overtook her. "Fuck me hard, Jeremy. Push yourself all the way into me."I was hammering her poor pussy, lifting her eight inches or more with every. "Old Pettra was right", he said. "You are all woman". Only then did she realise that apart from the towel, which she had let drop when she picked up the letter she was naked. She gave a gasp. He grabbed her, giving her tits a rough feel and ramming his fingers up her very hairy cunt. He then turned as another bikie came in and said. "Get the officers; we have a recruit to sample". Pushing her onto the bed he almost tore his trousers off, pulled her legs apart and within seconds rammed his prick. It was like they were content to remain a fixture in the sky, not bothered with the population of the planet. How I wished that was true!“So, still nothing, huh?”, Samuel asked, all the while pounding away at the punching bag.“Nope. You’d think that they had come for sightseeing rather than war!”Samuel snorted at that. “True. What do you think is inside of those spaceships anyway? Armies of the dead? Maybe some device of mass destruction?”I grew contemplative at that, having found myself.