Where the scene is the lasting real part of a fictional beginning.Our love making has always been adventurous. Taboos, like our bodies, were fair game... The one life we have should not be restricted by misgivings. If it can be thought, then why not experience it, even if it is to say; That is not for me.Time is usually the governing factor, but when it is not a major contributor of boundaries and nothing else is there to prevent total immersion, anything can, and often does happen. On those. Kathy must have been feeling her drink a little more than I thought. Though the ladder to the cabin is to the port side of the cockpit there is a dark glass hatch a midship between the console and the gangway. From the inside of the cabin this darkened glass is nearly impossible so see through when looking out into an unlit cockpit. However, from the cockpit looking into a lit cabin it works like a two-way mirror. As Gary and I sat in the dark watching, to our surprise Kathy took out her bottle. "I watched you on the field, Azzi. You plotted out where the ball should go, you anticipated what others would do, and when things went awry, you had no difficulty shifting your game plan. Data smarts are only one type of intelligence; you've got what it takes to be a trail master." I knew that." Azzi responded tucking his fears back behind his bravado. "Tell me about Adilah, speaking of sly dogs." There isn't much to tell, Azzi," Yakhir shrugged. "Her dad beat her so hard that she has spent. There is a balding man standing behind the girl, he is looking down on her, studying her open blouse and fleshy bulbous breasts, he looks at me, caught staring, I smile again and so does he, we are fucking her together, stripping her of her modesty, and I hold her down while he seeds her, then I raise my ass to lick her clean and he plunges deep in to my womanhood, having miraculously gained another hard-on.I can taste the sweetness of her secretions, then the saltiness of his seed as she.