Got to my knees, water splashing around my legs, and took it in my mouth. Ached with the need to lavish him, fill myself with him. The need to make ...im happy, to make him cum.Marsh’s fingers scrabbled my scalp, but let go when I looked up at him, lips resting on the ridge of his cockhead.“God, Jesus Christ, Lane.” His gaze lasered on mine. “Is this what you want?”I nodded, bobbing on his dick.“Tell me what else you want.” His voice was suddenly deeper. Rougher. Eyes unrelenting. Dick. Timi was frozen and was just holding it. "Do it." Dario said it softly curling up his lips. Timi slowly wanked it back and forth obediently, pulling back the hood of the dark foreskin to reveal a bulbous, brown head. She continued stroking now alone, feeling him harden and watching his balls shake with every twist of her wrist. Dario’s black cock grew to an intimidating size in her tiny white hand, and she could barely circle it with her thumb and finger.Dario stepped forward and said "Now open. The Gardener had been refitted expeditiously, its new crew and supercargo selected, and the date of departure was nearing.Save for their early unpleasantness and a few annoyances of their public relations ventures, the visit home had been an unalloyed pleasure for both Igwanda and Meiersdottir. They'd been welcomed without either hesitation or qualification by each other's natal families, and both sets of grandparents had doted on their tiny grandchild and spoiled him unmercifully—as had two. "A lot of people think that," Magic replied.Magic continued working on the Dunemaster. Ollie weighed and loaded ballast wherever Magic told him. When the pace slowed, Reb proposed some racing.Adam took the starter's flag. Ben, Dan, Teah, and Walt prepared to use their PDAs as stopwatches from positions at the start/finish line. The drivers from Dunemaster, Ultimate Dirt, and Sandworms Inc. lined up their machines, with me in the rear. It took about two minutes to drive a lap so Reb told Adam to.