’ Wanda looked doubtful. ‘Mrs Smith wont like it one bit. It’ll be like I had betrayed her.’ ‘No, she won’t see it that way. I’ll take t...e fall, that’s if there even is one. I’m not going to force her into anything she doesn’t want to say or do. She has to choose. But you know that sooner or later she will have to cooperate or else the family will never start to heal, and I’ll have failed.’ Wanda took a deep breath. ‘Okay,’ she said quickly. ‘For the Smiths I’ll do it. Now what do you want me. She was dressed in a uniform half shirt over her small breasts and matching tan shorts. Her bald head shined, and her green eyes regarded him as if he was a bowl of ice-cream, to be slowly licked, tasted, and savored. Bowing his head to her in greeting, Mel then led the Captain out of the shuttle bay and into the heart of the ship. His eyes were focused on the sway of her hips, and on how the shorts left her ass smooth and well defined. After too short a walk, she showed him into his cabin."I. There were hands all over me. I could feel hands on my breats, pinching and squeezing my nipples, on my ass and spreading my legs apart. One guy was rubbinh my clit and another man started french kissing me. There wasn't any part of my body that wasn't being fondled or used. Then a cock slid up behind me and started fucking me. I could not look around to see who it was because I was being french kissed, but it felt very good. I saw about 6 more guys pull cocks out of their pants. My tits were. Her shirt strained to stay buttoned against her voluptuous chest. Her dark hair fell in long waves, with long bangs side-swept across her beautiful face. Fake eyelashes donned her eyelids, adding to her sultry appearance. I struggled to avert my eyes from her huge tits whenever she leaned in to talk to me. Every male tried and failed to hold back their hard-on in class. It was like high school all over again for me. Damn, she was hot. I fantasized about her often. Maybe that is why I didn't.