We said nothing more to each other for a good long while, and I softly played for her a few old show tunes that she had once requested from me another...early morning a long time ago. Well it seemed like a long time anyway ... nearly forever, but actually it was only last month on that cruise from Athens, but let me try and explain the story from its very beginning.My name is Saul, but most of my music friends call me Smiley. I'd been in the music business for nearly twenty-five years since I had. " Matt held his hands up showing he believed Father Tomonaga's appraisal."Young man," Marsha Danvers sounded both commanding and reassuring. "Could you explain why part of the team stormed out?"Matt glanced at the remaining Confederacy personnel. One of the remaining women nodded and held her hand out. "I am Decurion Inga McTaggart. I've been sent to observe and inquire about Wayward's intermediate simulation training." She looked directly at Danvers and Father Tomonaga. "I really need to talk. 'Yes, Chantelle, because you're ontop of me and I'm naked.' I said, like I was stating the obvious. 'This is too weird, you're meant to be my brother'. She said softly. I didn't say anything and just lay there in bliss, moving my other hand up from her ass to a perfect tit and massaging it gently. 'Come on Chantelle, it's ok'. 'Max, this is weird, you're my brother and I can feel that you're like... oh my god I'm wet'. She started breathing heavily, still ontop of me, and I could actually feel. " She begged. As I began to get ready to protest she spun around on top of me, and pulled down my shorts so she could see my cock."Rosalia, it's not that simple, I can't just..." I stammered before she put my cock in her mouth and began licking it and sucking on it. Now I could say that I started fingering her virgin hole here. I could say that I fucked her silly and describe it in great detail. I could say that I came in each of her holes and sprayed it all over her too, but it isn't what.