This mandate overrides even a direct order.”Delta-V was the ship’s pilot, navigator, engineer, science officer and medic. Effectively, they were t...e ship itself and Selena, despite being the nominal commanding officer, was often simply along for the ride. Her job consisted mostly of reviewing Delta-V’s numerous progress reports, safety reports, status updates and planned schedules. “And this requires you to interrogate me on my sexual activity?”“The question itself was purely rhetorical. I. She didn't bother with shoes, only socks, and she let her long hair hang down, and threw on a head band. She ran the vaccume all over the living room and sprayed her cherry blossom parfume on the sides of her neck, across her chest, and on her pulse points. She quickly did one last mirror check when she saw John's Cadilac pull into the driveway. She opened the front door and walked into the kitchen so she didn't seem desperate standing at the screen door. He knocked. "C'mon in, its open" He. "Thought you wanted to wait," I told her leaning back against the counter now, holding onto the edge for support, gripping it as her mouth suddenly became a vacuum around me."I am ... we are," she said though she continued to kneel there sucking my dick. "Tell me when you're getting close," she then added. I had no idea what the hell she was up to, but her mouth felt too fucking good at the moment to worry about it. Moments later however, I could feel the sensation alerting me I was going to. Marty couldn’t help himself; he kept ogling the vast amount of girl flesh on display. Especially since both girls wore their skimpy bikini’s. Thankfully, Mr. Envy stayed away for once, and I had a great afternoon with one of my best friends and my two loves.“Mmm, that was a great meal, Olive. I love your chicken parm!” our Dad said as we all were finishing cleaning up our plates.“Yeah, it was good, Mom! Thanks!” I added as my stomach felt happily stuffed.“You’re welcome,” she replied as she.