Plot a course for my Subconscious.”“How do I do that, Captain?” Suzy-Ho asked. I had to think for a moment. We needed the answer soon, but yay, ...tar Trek Fantasy!“Just hit some buttons that feel Sulu-y to you.” She nodded and started pressing random buttons.“This better not be like the first movie.” Sue grumbled. “Where we spend forty-seven minutes looking at special-effects before anything happens.”I heard the music that let me know we were on our way.Contessa Helena de San Finzione tossed. From time to time we would ask Cindy what she thought about various aspects of sex, but she just giggled. Cindys light summer sundress had ridden up her thighs, exposing her attractive legs. I gently rubbed her leg and she began to immediately respond, the alcohol obviously having reduced any inhibitions that she might have had. Soon my fingers were stroking her pussy through her rapidly moistening panties. Dave looked at me with a smile tracing across his face as he anticipated what was to. Let's get undressed and wash off." She said as she bounced up and kissed him before jumping off the bed.She gingerly took off the rest of her clothes, trying not to get as little semen on them as she could before she went to him and helped him pull his shirt up and over his head.She helped him get out of his socks and pants and then took his hands and looked him up and down before smiling at him."See? You did great and plastered me with your cum. If you came inside you might not enjoy licking. ‘You want to touch me?’ he asked, his voice hard with strain now. Again he squeezed both hands—pinching, pulling—and again she felt her body tighten in response. She was so ready. She couldn’t take another minute of this. Another second. ‘No.’ She choked it out and arched against him, trying desperately to stay in control. ‘Good,’ he said, then slammed inside and slid two fingers down around her clit while he pulled hard on her nipple. His rhythm was furious, and Eva came to a screaming.