She looked Hispanic, but on the few occasions when I could overhear her she spoke with a well bred American accent with no discernible regional color....Her voice was soft and musical, a little on the breathy side, and she had a precise, gracious way of speaking.Now and then I would glance at her; she was hard to miss, with her big brown almond eyes, fluttery lashes, a cheerful, rounded face, and skin that looked so perfect it seemed unreal. On a few occasions she seemed to notice me, but only in. She seemed to feel the torture much more keenly than Molly did, possibly because of Alice's skill as torturer and her quickness in realizing the points where the touch of the feather had the cruelest effect. At any event, Lady Betty shrieked, yelled, curveted and wriggled till I thought it wise to stop the torture for a little while, and signaled to both girls to desist, which they unwillingly did, then rose and rushed excitedly to me with eyes glistening with lust and cruelty."Oh, Jack! Wasn't. My wife had a cock in each hand and was kissing Dennis as I sucked on her tits. Her legs were spread wide and I noticed Nathan sat transfixed just inches from my wife’s pussy. “Lick her cunt” I said to Nathan and he buried his face into Marie’s snatch for a second time.Marie seemed to go into a trance while we three ravaged her. Even with his young tongue, Nathan soon brought her to orgasm again while Dennis and I shared her lips and nipples, groping her roughly as our need for release. .." Captain Custer is dead. As is our navigation officer. This is Lieutenant Dawn. I was weapons officer," the angry voice replied."Dawn," James said calmly. "Please understand, we're trying to get your ship to a repair dock so we can fix it." I agree with that!" Dawn shouted. "But the only officers left are Ensign Rutledge down in engineering and me. We lost eight crew as well, and right now Captain Custer's concubine is driving. Fortunately the man was some kind of champion racecar driver and.