I leaned down, looking straight into her cleavage. What I wanted to say was "Nice cleavage, Sally" but instead I settled for, "So you got the morning ...ff?"Beth spoke up. "Sally is a naughty girl." Sally started to say something but then Beth added, "She called in sick today."Sally seemed slightly embarrassed but smiled. She was quick to point out, "Beth, you know you talked me into it." She took a sip of coffee, and then got serious. "I don't know what I will tell Tom. He hates when I'm. We really may not start to fight the Sa'arm planet side until we have to kick them out of our back yard.My guess is that people who do as I'm doing with rats and other sorts of vermin will be the beginning of winning the war planet side. However as I noted earlier that is going to be a long, arduous task. Even considering that we're guessing that people may live up to 200 years with the help of Confederacy nanotech in the form of nanites to help support our health I doubt that any child born in. I could feel his big powerful fingers curled inside me. He started pumping both of us violently, he was really rough, l soon felt my orgasm building. My body relaxed, l wanted him deeper, harder. I could hear Patti moaning l’m sure she was wanting the same.I could hear Grandad’s voice through the fog in my brain. He was calling us names, saying he would make up for lost time. It sounded menacing and the thrill went through me.I came first, juices spraying from my cunt as his finger pumped. I released Miss Fanshawe briefly, but only so long as to allow me to grasp the front of her gown with both hands and tear it asunder. Tear it to her midriff and beyond.“No!” the mother cried, but I was not finished for I pushed Miss Fanshawe’s underskirt down and there displayed were her pantaloons.“I see the rampant whore now clothes her parts where previously they were avalable to all,” I surmised and I thrust my hand down the waist band and followed the smooth line of her slot down to the.