She was cold, tired and already feeling kinda queasy from the antique freeze-dried food packets that passed for cuisine on this rust bucket. Not even ... decent cup of coffee!Here she was, starting her 38th day on this piece of crap, and she hadn't begun to figure a way out of her dilemma. Without credits, she'd never be able to recharge her fuel system enough to make it home, not to mention getting some decent food. All those stupid dreams about getting rich from the sale of the stolen program;. . they were... they were engaging in oral sex... both of them at the same time!"The woman's face turned white as she spoke and Prinz sensed she was near the breaking point. He leaned forward, touched her shoulder and said softly, "There, there... just take a deep breath and relax, Mrs. Golden--close your eyes for a moment..." He paused as the woman drew her breath deeply and let it out in short sobs. He felt a rush of excitement go through him then as he spoke firmly and told her, "Go to. She was excited and she wasn’t the only one either. My jogging shorts had a very distinct tent pole sticking straight out.Gabrielle said, “After you put the ladder away, come in the house please.”I knocked on the back door and Jessica was right there to let me in.Gabrielle said, “For being so nice and helping out two damsels in distress we wish to reward you. You may have our panties if you take them off yourself.”Jessica added, “Using only your lips and teeth.” Then she giggled like the little. It was like we shared a little naughty secret, I hadn't felt such a thrill since that night (even though I'd had sex since). It lay between us, not spoken about but there, leaving a level of sexual tension still there. We became friends, he borrowed my DVDs and stuffOne weekend around Easter I'd arranged to pick up a film from his - I'd had a really naughty morning, getting myself off in the shower with the shower head and fingering my pussy so that it was all swollen and juicy. I'd shaved my.