In her passion, the Enchantress began crying out in her ancient, native language. Jeanne watched in total agony as her body below the navel began to...expand outward from the liquid pressure. Still the Enchantress was firing gallons of cum into her. The pain of her insides bursting was more than Jeanne could take. "For god's sake, it sounds like Ebony's killing Jeanne in there!" shrieked Dee Dee. "Aren't they through that fucking door yet?" cried Clyda. "I don't like listening to this. I didn't immediatelyrecognise him, but as recollection dawned on me I felt a pang of dreadin my stomach."Marcus King?" we said at the same time as he sat down opposite me,smiling."You've changed since school!" I said, and it was very true. The MarcusI remembered had been a weedy, poorly-dressed little kid whereas the mansat in front was a hulking giant wearing a suit that looked about twicethe price of mine at least."Just a bit!" He laughed, a deep echoing laugh, and I joined in."Look, I just. The Captain had died in my arms. There was nothing Icould do. Nothing at all. I had liked the Captain andhis death was hard on me. He understood my motives inbeing in the Fleet. I was like a son to him. A son henever had. I grieved like a son for him too.The years since that dark time had been good ones, forthe most part. There had been changes to ship designand command structures since then. Yet whenever theMinx Six Explorer was mentioned people would shudder.Some of the deaths had been very. ..Mm Hm...' was all she could manage. I watched my sisters tits swing as I fucked her from behind. Jill angled up and her and Jenna were face to face. They began making out; tongue kissing each other and fondling each other's breasts. My big sister's pussy was not quite as tight, but to my surprize it was even warmer and wetter than Jenna's. I could feel her wetness spreading down over my balls. 'Ooooooh, fuck.....Ooooooooh, fuck....,' Jill pleaded. I reached around and grabbed Jill's tits, one.