He tugged her hair, marking her neck like a piece of property. His black cock was covered with her juices as I watched the friction of his dick pull ...nd push her labia with each stroke. Her body clamped onto his cock like a vice as he moaned in pleasure. His face was buried in her tits sucking and biting her nipples as she gyrated on his cock. She grabbed the back of the chair and started shifting her hips wildly riding the whole length of his shaft with a passion that I have never seen. . Other people need more. Shirley wants more friends. I think she understands that sex is usually only a small part of a total relationship, but it opens up some other paths to making the relationship stronger, more meaningful. Joyce does that better than anyone I've ever seen. She loves all of us, and it seems to cover all areas, not just being in bed together. Shirley wants to be loved and accepted like Joyce is. For her, it has been a slow journey to bring her to that point. Slow or not. “Err, hi Kate. so sorry to sneak up on you. I don’t know what I was thinking. Curiosity got the better of me”. “Do not be sorry traveller. You are meant to be here. Do know what day it is?”He saw the symbols of pigment drawn across her body“Err, Thursday?”“Yes, but specifically it is the midsummer full moon. The night of passion and fertility”“Err, oh. OK”John was bemused but strangely not put off. Kate released her hands from her breasts and let them fall down again, her erect nipples jutting. You are both dead. I saw the video of you being blown into space. I saw you gunned down by Republic troops." Both men smiled then they nodded to Derrick. "Well actually," Derrick started. "They are dead to their time. I..." "Sire? I think she is waking up." Mary drew up close to Shelly as her eyes flicked open. "Hello little one. Feeling better?" Shelly nodded as she reached up to Mary to pull herself up. Shelly's eyes went wide as her hand passed through Mary. Motioning Mary down, she.