Looking into the mirror his reflection revealed the soft skin of hisyouth and a slight trace of make-up and lipstick on his cheeks and headwhere Marga...et had been cuddling and canoodling with him the nightbefore. But of Margaret there was no trace.He tried in vain, as George had done on so many frustrating timesbefore, to force his way into her bedroom or indeed any of the manywardrobes, walk-in and otherwise, and drawers that were strewn aroundhis own sleeping quarters. It was all to no. I weighed nothing. I was not on Earth. I was not on Reno. I don't know how long I hung there in the dark, not knowing which way was up, for there is no up or down in space. I could hear nothing but my own heart and a kind of hiss. Perhaps it was circulating air, or perhaps just some artifact of my hearing, the sound of silence, the blood coursing through my vessels. I could feel that the needles were still in my thighs, and from time to time I would hear a faint click and, I. I assumed that she had done that to clear her left foot for a short pass to Rhee, but she chipped it over Rhee. I watched the ball sail over to the left side of the goal box and get re-directed by Mia’s head into the left side of the goal; the goalie had no chance.I immediately ran the few meters to Heather and wrapped her in a ferocious hug, and nearly yelled in her ear, “Superb!”We then ran to Mia, who was celebrating to the left of the goal with Rhee, creating a scrum that was soon joined by. Then went in the bedroom she was just finishing getting her kit off she dropped something on the floor & bent over to pick it up I already had my trousers off with my cock hard & ready, I could see her arse in the air I moved to the back of her & shoved my cock up her it made her jump but I was in her I started to fuck her, she manage to grab the dressing table I was fucking her hard & fast, You wanted this didn't you, you are really wet, you should feel hope wet my cock is, let me have a feel.