No, I know I love you, Ann."I'll never forget the look on her face as she lifted her head, eyes blazing, lips open, inviting, promising so much, a new...life, maybe? A whole love, for sure, and that was more than enough."I love..." I repeated just as Ann started to say the same. However, our lips met before we could finish but those were only words anyway, what really counted was that our lips touched, tongues danced, hands held and felt each other after she had got up too and slid around the. ”“So, figure out a way to drop a dozer, and cut a runway.”“The shuttle will bog down unless there’s a hard surface, and we’ve found only a few. We can build one, but it takes time and material.”“How were you planning to VTOL in, then?” Devin snapped. He raised his hand in silent apology.“Well, we can find small areas of rock. Big areas of rock or really solid ground are another story.”“Mmm.” Devin rubbed his chin. “You just said we can make runways, right?”“Yes, but the plan was for the survey. They were four people in their forties, I thought. The girls caught the mood of disapproval and all put on their briefest bikinis and made me put sun cream on them. Joanne and Fred, I noticed, sat, legs apart, leisurely putting cream on their inner thighs. No shame, some people, I loved it! The two men on the other boat looked with their tongues hanging out, the two women looked daggers.We sailed up the coast, had the compulsory tomatoes and feta under sail, and arrived; one of the last, back. Alexa thumbed her clit with determination. Her shimmies shook the clamps, rocking her pinched nipples with delightful little quakes of pain.And poor little cocksucker Mary with her diet of cum. Poor baby won't starve though, not with all those fratboy cocks she takes on, sailor cocks, rugby team cocks, especially if she makes sure to wipe up all that jiz on her DD boobs with her dirty little fingers and lick it all down. Cum in her twat, oozing out of her sore little ass. Maybe her fresh-fucked.