“You can score some really good coke on some of the boats and there’s some wicked good E around for clubbing later.” She finished off the joint ...nd went wandering away.Markell looked at us curiously, to see if we were interested. “Hey, man, you know I’m not into that shit,” commented Tommy.“Yeah, but you know Tammy. She’s not totally happy unless she’s taking off her clothes and doing some blow.” He smiled at Missy and me. “Feel free to get undressed.” Markell handed out the next round of beers. He was big, and I slowly impaled myself on his length, and again I remembered how Mum would scream when he fucked her, and how I would masturbate as I listened to them, once I watched through the half open door. I had confessed as much to Mum, after we began working for Charles of course, she had laughed. Now he was deep inside me, I gripped it tightly with my cunt muscles, savouring the feeling. Last time he fucked me, I had to share, with Mum. But now, now I had it all to myself. I didn’t. "AI, where is Professor Bennett?"The AI on the assault shuttle wasn't the brightest spark but it could track any person on board through their nanites. "The Professor is not on board this shuttle." Your sure?" asked Bert sharply."The Professor is not on board this shuttle," repeated the AI."Oh shit!" said Bert, his face screwing up in frustration.Consuelo looked at Bert as he swore, "There's a problem?" The Professor isn't on board," said Bert before looking upwards. "Is anyone else missing?". So expert is this man that he goes directly to my clitoris, gently touching it and enjoying the involuntary reaction he gets as my hips jerk towards him. It is such an intense, compelling sensation, I move against him, suddenly aware that I am gripping his penis very tightly, and I enjoy the knowledge that he cannot stop himself moving against me. For what seems an eternity we gently explore, he stroking the wet cavity between my legs, inserting first one, then two, then three fingers into me,.