Once per week I would prepare omelets for the entire crew—not a burden because a Futility-class Intruder averages about a dozen people in its crew. ...or long range penetration missions such as the Futile Gesture's last the crew size is limited in order to increase duration—when supplies run out, it's the end of the mission. The Futility-class only has a 20 ton cargo hold.Twins Babs and Becky were assisting. Silvia was an experienced galley hand. We started cooking 90 minutes prior to serving. As you ease back I reach for the bottle of water. I see your eyes are closed so I take a large drink and hold the cold water in my mouth to cool my tongue. I suck some air to chill my tongue even more then I lean in and flick across your clit with the tip. I feel you jump so I hold you firmly and again do a wide slow lick over your clit. I hear you gasp as I do this so I suck more air and go again several times. When I’m you’re your breathing is labored .I stand and spin you to face the glass. OoOoo... She answered the door in a Harris tweed skirt and a silky blouse, seamed tan stockings and low heels. Her hair was salt and pepper and cut quite short. "Hello Mary." "Hello dear. Do come in!" I hadn't really known Auntie Mary as I was growing up. I only met her when I came to university. Mum gave me her address in case I got lonely (me?). Anyway I saw her every six months or so as I went through uni. She had the kettle on, as she'd promised, so we sat down in the living room with our. When she hoisted herself onto the ledge I moved in between her legs. She spread eagerly. I looked at her beautiful waxed pussy. I kissed her outer lips and placed my hands around her sweet butt. I pulled her close and sucked on her clit. She moaned and bucked gently. Dan moved in behind and massaged my buttI sucked her clit and inner lips and then ran my tongue around her clit. She was now groaning. I held her legs up, exposing her back hole. I ran y tongue around her back hole and I thought.