Without a break in stride I changed over to Sophia.I kept banging them alternately.Initially,I had to fumble to insert in the overflowing pussies but ...fter a while,my dick became an expert like a homing pigeon. I was switching over easily,effortlessly without break in rythm. I was also cleverly managing and prolonging my action.When I felt I was about to come,I changed pussies.In the distance we could see approaching lights.“Now, which pussy needs filling, we have to finish this” I asked them. Our new Staris-class light cruiser was ovoid shaped with the pulse cannons spread out evenly along the port and starboard hull. Because of the shape of the hull, only six cannons could fire forward or backward at a time which would greatly reduce our firepower.The second reason that I didn’t charge towards them is that I wanted to be able to fire upon them for the maximum amount of time. If we went at them while they were coming toward us, we would pass each other so quickly that we would only. Looking at herself in a sheet ofpolished brass, Feraleen could only stare. How different she appearedthan only the day before. Then she had sought to make herself asacrifice, now she appeared as one. And once again, she would be forcedenter the command tent as a bare-footed supplicant. Stepping forth from her tent, Feraleen was reminded of an old adage,imparted by one of her first instructors in Dissidel, 'Knowing something,believing in something, does not make it real. Living it does.'. After lunch and a bottle of sparkling, she lent forward kissed me and said it was time to get dressed, and my clothes and something special were laid out in the guest room, and that she will be getting ready in the master bedroom, she told me after I had put on the underwear to put on my regular street clothes, and to come back down to the living room, when I got into the spare room there was a letter with a few instruction, and a box of wet wipes, the first instruction was to wipe my self down.