Your mouth is all over me, as though it can’t get enough of my taste. Your moans are growing, pushing me closer to my orgasm. I squeeze around your ...ock, and you groan out, “Come for me, Blondie.” With each kiss over my body moving over me as though it has a mind of its own. Over my neck, chest, shoulders and back again. It consumes me, as you fuck me harder. Your words make me scream out your name, as I begin to cum for you. I do just as you ask of me. I feel you throb hard within me, pumping. “Sure, but you are not leaving here in the van, if you have more than two beers with dinner,” I warned her.“Gotcha boss,” she answered.An hour later June and Michael arrived at the gravel parking lot of the Shack. I walked out to greet them. I hugged June and shook Michael’s hand. Michael was almost as old as me. He was far too old for June. I hoped that she brought the older man because he needed a free meal, not because she was involved with him. She knew better than to date a resident of. But Jack wouldn’t understand. She slipped her lithe naked form from the bed. Her movement was graceful. She quickly dressed, making sure to gather her pistols and swords. Then she strode from the quarters. Hammond died a minute later. Rusalka’s destination was the deck. Her goal was to kill any necessary but not all. At least not until she was close to a port where she could guide the ship in on her own and acquire a new crew. She stepped out on the deck. The sun was just rising from the. He spotted an empty table against the wall where he could sit and still keep his eyes on the attractive quintet without appearing obvious.As he walked past the table of girls he overheard one say, "OK, tomorrow will be the final part of your initiation. After tomorrow night you will be full sisters."He smiled to himself as he realized that the three girls she was addressing must be pledges of one of the sororities on campus. Michael himself was a student at another school some twenty miles.