“I was thinking we could just space them out the airlock” John said.Sparks knelt down to take a closer look at their armoured carapaces and she li...ted up one of the corpses to study its chitinous body plating.“I’d like to study their armour if that’s alright?” she asked tentatively.“Sure, but why?” John replied bemused.“Their armour seems strong and resilient, but it’s much less bulky than your armour and very light weight.” she explained. “Once I have my workshop, I’d like to see if I could. We embraced...she then ordered us to lie down on the open bed. All of a sudden it seemed her years were wiped away and everything seemed new...we were alone away from her home for the first time...and for only the second time at night. The kissing and tongue exchanges now ensued, grow more intense with every passing second. With one of my hands full of an ass cheek and the other full of breast she admonished me to “start easing her ache.” My lips left hers and proceeded down her chest. “Interesting.” “But don’t go thinking that I want…” “Not at all. There’s no hidden agenda here.” He noticed that Susie hadn’t asked to be untied. She was sitting looking at herself in the mirror. “Paul? What else do people do when they use ropes like this? I mean, surely there’s more to it than this?” He weighed his words carefully as he answered. “You said the ropes felt nice, comforting and soothing. Well, to some extent that’s where the pleasure lies. . It, too, finally hardens. Both men leaned in to take a few licks of my nipples. I whimper in shock.“OK, last few!” Greg said, taking the scissors and making short work of my panties. He pulled them off and felt the center. “WET!” He exclaimed. “Good girl is wet! I’m up, four to three!” I froze. I was wet. How am I wet? How am I turned on? I am turned on! How? My head spins. Greg pried my left leg open, leaving Harry with the right leg. “Waxed!” Earl shouted. “Point!” He ran a.