"Get undressed. I want to see what my whore looks like." Without any hesitation she stripped down to nothing but an evil smile. Her head was lowered a...lowing her shoulder length brown hair to cast shadows over her lovely features. She had a long elegant neck that begged to be kissed and bitten. Jessica had a slight build and her breasts were a bit larger than I expected but there are no complaints there. Her belly was rock hard with noticeable abdominal muscles showing. Her hips were nicely. Stacy found herself holding onto his strong hand and looking up at him a bit longer than normal.Something that hadn’t gone unnoticed by the Sheriff, who glanced down at her top, where he saw her perky nipples poking out.“Ahem.” Emily Cornwell smiled and tried to get her friend’s attention.“Oh, ehm.” Stacy snapped out of her moment with the Sheriff as her two friends laughed a little.“These are my friends, Emily…” Stacy and the sheriff walked up to the two women by the car."Hi, Sheriff." Even. He waited for hours, alternating between reading the emergency manual and pacing around the cabin, though pacing might not be the right term when he could only go a couple of steps before turning. He had enabled the internal power, but only just enough for the Comm and the external video feeds. It was chancy, but since he was still close to the passenger liner, the chance of anyone sensing his presence, or even distinguishing his tiny spark from the greater whole of the giant ship, was. He entered the stall to my left, and I heard the rusty bolt slide into place, locking the door. I heard a zipper and trousers dropping to the floor. I peeked through the hole to see a guy in his mid-forties, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and with a nice looking cock. As his body turned towards the hole, I quickly withdrew. A finger probed the hole, which I knew indicated his interest. I copied the action, and subsequently a large, hairless cock slid through the gloryhole. So here it was; my.