Can we go to my room?"Steve looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Certainly."There was a bit of snickering behind them as they left. Steve ignored it ...s best he could; he was following Moesha (and trying not to be obvious about enjoying the view) so he couldn't tell what she thought.They entered Moesha's room, and Steve sat down at one end of the small couch, next to a small chair. It was an all-to-obvious invitation for Moesha to declare her intentions without having to say anything. She could. Please let your worthless toy cum, I can not hold back, PLEASSSSSEEEEEE” She begs.Ed and Dad watch on with pride stroking their hard cocks. Emma drops the cane, stepping up behind her mother and ramming the huge strap on cock into her mother's pussy. They watch as the fake black head spreads the inner pussy lips so tight they turn from pink to white as Mom screams in pain at the top of her lungs.Emma rocks her hips ramming harder and harder until her mother's pussy surrenders and the head of. “Julie told me to pack a bag.”“Yes ... but I didn’t know it was going to be you,” he said.“Well, I knew it was going to be you,” she said simply. She leaned in and kissed him full on the lips, just like she had done while they were dancing. Her tongue flitted deftly into his mouth, darting, teasing as she pressed her breasts into his chest.Brad suddenly realized he was rock hard ... harder than he could remember being in years. He felt ... brittle. He felt her press her mons against his. What was needed and would eventually come would be the parasites carrying these much improved projectiles far beyond the envelope of a firing vessel and be able to release them at an enemy who would have no knowledge of the whereabouts of the mother vessels. The ship's library had been metaphorically plundered for references. The primary argument was based upon a well documented pre Diaspora wet navy battle at an island called Midway; study of the subsequent history demonstrated the development.