"Thank you T'Met. Status report." We were in pursuit of the Klingon's sir when we were headed off by their armada. I calculate a 64% chance we make it...out of this in one piece." Damn. They've got us outnumbered." he swiveled after sitting in the command chair. Leaning towards Tarsi. "Evasive maneuvers." He turned and looked at Science station. "T'Met, how many of them are there?" Roughly 26 Captain. The Klingon's appear to have a cloaking technology that is disrupting my scanners. I cannot get. I tried to play with her pussy but she quickly snapped back at me and said her cunt was reserved for the paying black customers…My sexy wife admitted she was very nervous but felt confident enough hiding behind the role she was about to play tonight, pretending to be a real slutty stripper…When Ana finally emerged from the bathroom, she looked hot…She was wearing a silky sheer sleeveless button down red top. Under that sexy top, I could barely see she was also wearing a skimpy red open bust. Rachel could feel Anne’s tongue lazily swirling over the skin of her cheeks, cleaning off the load Ryan let loose on her. When she could no longer handle it. Rachel eased herself to the floor, crumpled in full collapse. Ryan sat back on his heels, watching everything take place, while his wife sat up. and lifted each of her own breasts to her mouth, and with eyes closed, she licked the last of the drops of semen from them. It wasn’t until he was able to break his transfixed gaze on his own. She didn’t want this to be over.“Why did we wait so long to do this?” she groaned.I moved my hips back and forth, squashing her clit, and then pulled out two inches, only to slide immediately back in. I couldn’t resist. That movement did something and she started gasping. I did it again, instinctively, just fucking her with two inch movements and rubbing her clit between them.She whined, her hips bucked hard, and she came. It sounded like I was killing her.I rode her until I sensed she’d.