The next thing I felt was a hot fluid striking my penis and my pelvis, flooding me. In that moment I lost it, and ejaculated violently, heavily, feeli...g that my eruption shall never stop. I seemed to me, in my ecstatic state, that my sperm was erupting to the ceiling, that I'll drench the bed, if I don't stop soon.Slowly, the spurts from my penis diminished, and I could feel just some drops sliding slowly on my shaft. Her body was still shacking a little, but visibly less than a few seconds. I repeat: heavy casualties!"She squeezed off a few shots at a target off screen and a mechanical skittering noise could be heard. Something knocked the camera onto its side, revealing the sky above the colony. Fear struck Shepard's heart then; an absolutely gargantuan ship rose from the colony. Lightning was zapping off the sides of the dreadnaught as it rose through the clouds. She'd never seen anything like that, and ship designs were one of her specialties. The fear of the unknown, the fear. I didn’t mind him. He slowly unzipped my pant. I was afraid that anyone will see us. A strong stimulation was all over me. He slowly put his hands inside and searched for my dick through my underpants. He felt the wet precum. I felt a very strong stimulation when he touched the dick. I have a 15 cm long dick. He rubbed the tip like rubbing a pussy. I must say, that was the best feeling in the world I ever had.Then he took out his hands and unlocked the button of my pant. I didn’t wear any belt.. It was different than the literary response journal that we had to keep with us at all times! She periodically gave us assignments of what we were to write in that composition book. She had some very specific requirements for it. It was to be wide-ruled, 100 sheets 7.5x9.75 inches. We were to write in ink. There were specific instructions for editing our work, including crossing out things we didn’t like and writing in inserts. Periodically, these were shared with classmates or she collected.