“Oh yea, sugar. Give me that sweet load of yours! I wanna see if your stuff tastes as good to me as mine did to you! Stroke it good. Shoot it all...the way up hare on Mama’s big ole titties!”She kept it up the two or three more minutes it took for me to reach critical temp and blow my load from the bottom of my toes, up through my hips and out my fire hose! That woman did her very best to catch every drop, even dipping her long lacquered fingernail into the top slit of my pulsing cock as I. Darla just blushed and tried to cover up her desire by replying, "Why yes. I mean no. I mean, well what I meant was that I wish that my body looked that good." Isabella then walked up to Darla, looked her over, and then placed her index finger on Darla's quivering and pouted lips, and said in a very seductive tone, "as long as you keep attending my classes, you'll not only look good, but feel good! In fact, being trained by me and Bruno may just change your life." After which Isabella kissed. Never. My body seemed to be moving of its own accord, arching, straining, bucking, humping up at her hand. Her mouth was making laughing sounds around my nipple. I suddenly realized that I’d thrown my arms around her neck and was holding her there against my breast, smothering her, and I let go, collapsing on my back. I couldn’t seem to get enough air into my lungs. Gently, she rested her cheek against my chest, and I put my arms around her shoulders, marveling at the feel of her. We stayed. The first missions to spy on the Gorz had been accomplished by dropping the recon troops on the path of the alien fleet and leaving them to wait in empty space for the Gorz to come by so they could use the ID drives from their stealth armor to take them to the ship or ships they wanted to infiltrate.The exfiltration remained the same as it had been from the first mission: The recon armor would use the mass of the Gorz ships to push themselves clear of the ships and decelerate. After a suitable.