I feel your balls tighten in my light grasp. I lean back slightly, to allow for the cum that I believe is about to enter my mouth. Instead, I feel you...pull yourself back. I allow your cock to be released from my mouth, flicking the tip again with my tongue as I look up at you. ‘Not yet,’ you say, breathlessly. I see you lean towards the night table, then turn back towards me, rubbing your hands together. A drop of oil falls between my breasts, following the trail the sweat had blazed earlier.. It was a desert planet by the name of Roebuck, hot, dry and dirty. Winds were constantly blowing sand into areas not designed for sand. Our maintenance was much greater than normal and the Captain was working with the Techs to come up with a means to overcome much of the problems. There was another Mech company, a light Battalion, stationed here also and he had gone as far as contacting them to see how they had overcome the problems, if they had. The sands were creating higher maintenance costs. "This is just totally unbelievable, Jon thought. What in hell has gotten into him? "There's any number of reasons I couldn't have done it if I'd been working at Hadley-Monroe," he said, remembering the screaming fit his father had thrown when Jon had announced he wouldn't be working there the summer following his sophomore year at Georgia Tech. He'd made the announcement in a phone call because he didn't want a scene at his father's office. "I wouldn't have had the tech support I had at. How can our son be the ruler?" The only thing I can think of is that," replied the Doctor, "some timein the past royal blood unbeknownst to anyone got mixed into your bloodline. I don't know if anyone will know for sure."Then a light bulb went off in my mom "Bonnie"'s head. "There has been astory in my family history going back four centuries. About a rape thattook place and the girl who was raped claimed it was by a young princeof the Royal Family. The prince was killed in battle a week later,.