Mel barley got yeah it might be fun, before my friend grabbed me by the back of my head and directed my face to her very wet (and very well groomed) p...ssy.Like Mel I didn't start gentle. I just went in. She kept telling me to look at her as she kept steady pressure on my head. It was clear she was enjoying what was happening, and didn't want me to stop. Judging from the shower of pussy juice running down my neck and chest. She came three times before she let me come up for air.Then I asked Mel. He’d been making a fair noise for the last hour with his preparations for the night. No one was about. He still crept warily up the stairs though, his hand poised over the hilt of his sword. His sight adjusted to the gloom as he entered the chamber but his eyes widened in shock as he saw where the light was coming from. He closed his eyes tight shut, opened them again. She was still there, a translucent, silvery-white figure dressed in a long shift, combing her long, fine,silver hair. Donal’. It was then my long awaited desires were fulfilled. Our servant was doing all the house work and I was helping her in everything. One day all went shopping and my servant and I were left alone in the house .She was cleaning the house with a long broom and she asked me to hold a chair on which she was standing. What a chance it was. I was holding the chair and enjoying her plump and sexy body. Unable to control my feelings I touched her waist. She was first shocked and she stared at me. I got. " How ... never mind." I probably wasn't clear in my summary. The feast was a four day event. By the end of day two, we hadn't heard from any of the officers and they didn't respond to calls. This prompted us to assess our defensive position and we didn't like it at all. Since my orders set security as a top priority, we chose to improve our situation. We moved to a higher orbit and increased our monitoring. At about this time I instructed our AI to slowly raise the shields on all ships..