They were firm and big. I went crashing into her boobs and was sucking it like a baby.She pushed my head more into her cleavage. I started biting her...nipples and gave her hickeys. She was moaning loudly, “Yes yes! Please don’t stop. They are yours tonight. Baby suck it.”She pulled me up and kissed me passionately. I lifted her armpits and licked it.She couldn’t bear it and had her orgasm. She got hold of my hard-on and started pressing it. There was a pain but the pleasure was immeasurable.. One of my crew mates who has a thing for historical music sometimes plays an old recording of a song called, "Feel Like A Number" and complains often how without his service number no one would recognize him. The secret that I once had a number for a name is something that I dare not let out to my crew mates. After the Eugenics War we're not very welcome among those that were created the old fashioned way. Even today were I to be discovered on one of Earth's colonies I would be hunted, locked. " When a young man was fortunate enough to get a glimpse of the lacyfeminine treasures hidden under her skirts....why...he was thrilled fordays. Those days are long gone, but you have given me a reminder of myyouth and for that do not be sorry." My mother was just coming out of the house when she saw me talking to thetwo men. She thought that they were harassing me and was about to tell themto get lost, but before she could say anything Leroy smiled at her andsaid, "Just helping your lovely. The love of a mate, but it had been like smelling a neighbor's cooking, creating hunger without hope. Kevin knew her, the real Jenny, and he wanted her. Jenny wanted to express the love she'd bottled up for so many months. Mentally and emotionally endowing Kevin with the essence of what she loved in her husband, she needed to have this man inside her.Words without thought, without weight, without analysis, swirled in her head, 'How could it be cheating if I am obliged to be with him? How could.