Lying on my back, I pulled him down onto me. Pure gentleman, he wanted to be tender and caring. I wouldn't let him. I thrust my buttocks high, thinkin... to offer my cunt to his cock, but it only hindered his dick from finding its way in. He made little, calming noises as if taming a kitten.I stilled, closed my eyes, held him with my arms, and let his full, throbbing penis slowly enter into me. My moisture received him, soothed for a few seconds, till the shaft began its magic of stimulation. Now. I felt that I was getting nowhere, and I started to question if I wasdoing this right. Was this really something that every girl did whenthey put on a dress like this? It felt as if this was some form ofpuzzle, like a Rubik's Cube, that I needed to solve in order to wearit.After what felt like several minutes, with not a single buttonfastened, it approached infuriating, almost as if the dress was mockingme. It seemed as if there was an anti-boy lock on it, shouting out atme, "You're not allowed. I won’t bother mentioning this place specifically, but the point is, you wouldn’t know where we were, what we were doing and who we were unless you knew to follow us there and could identify the car. We hop in the backseat and start kissing while I’m fondling her body. My tongue is in her mouth, my lips are all over hers and my hands are feeling up her breasts while she’s pulling off her panties. Once they hit the floor, she’s pulling my cock out of my pants and starting to stroke the shaft. Command not understood."Joey estimated that he had less than a minute left before the matter stream would destabilize and whoever or whatever was in the beam would be lost. As he scanned the room for an additional source of power, his hand brushed up against his phaser."Well, if it worked on TV," Joey said as he took his phaser off his hip and went to the other side of the transporter console.Before Joey could finish removing the access plate from the rear of the console, the mind which he.