I began with Paul. He was unbuttoning his shirt when I began to kneel down. He froze momentarily as I knelt. I unbuckled his belt slowly, teasing him....His zipper was pressed outward straining it in the middle. I unbuttoned his jeans, and they flew apart on their own accord. I began to unzip him being careful to try and not nick him. After I was past the center of the bulge the zipper slide down almost on its own accord, and the cause of his bulge sprang outward. The tip of his cock was peeking. Is that per hour?”“No that is the speed of light plus .2 of the speed of light.” John smiled as Mr. Reese’s eyes got big.“So, you’re saying we can go faster than the speed of light?” Mr. Reese asked.“Oh, yes and with the God Box we can cross the Galaxy in very little time.” John smiled, “A handful or two of hours. Come you must see before we let the kids in them.”At nine ten AM, there was an announcement of an assembly scheduled for 11:00 that morning.Frank was standing in line to hand in his. Gemma moaned, opening her mouth, offering her tongue to mine. Instinct took over, two of my fingers penetrating between her pussy lips, as we started to kiss. Our tongues swirled together, fuelling our growing passion. I felt my skirt being pulled open in desperation. We broke our kiss for a few seconds as Gemma pulled my top off over my head. I then raised my hips and took off my skirt, to leave us both nude. Without hesitation, we began to kiss again but this time, as we masturbated each. Your legs open again and you wait for the next wave to come and claim you. Your lips part as the salty water floods under your dress, lapping at your cunt. You feel the thrust of the water beat against your exposed clit. It feels hungry. Yet the water recedes and you feel the loss. You want the water to caress you without withdrawing. You want the water in you, to feel the force of the wave thrust into you. You want the soft caress of the rippling wetness slipping around your lips and tops of.