Please ... I ... I just want to forget it ... I don’t want everyone looking at me like I’m a freak ... And my Mom would yell at me for drinking an...d tell me that it was all my fault anyway,” she said as her voice trailed off softly as she shuddered.“No, she wouldn’t CC! Your Mom might be upset that you drank, but she wouldn’t blame you for almost being raped. That’s not your fault at all! The only person to blame for that is that asshole himself!” Amber said forcefully.“Amber! Language! I. .. when they’re enhanced, too, it will only make things even more intense for them.”“So, what time do we leave for the prison planet tomorrow?” he asked.“What?” she answered, shocked as they entered the living room and she sat in his lap. “Tomorrow? No way,” she returned almost flabbergasted that he would even think such a thing.“But you heard them. They want to see him ASAP,” he insisted.“Certainly they do – after – they’re ready,” she returned as she kissed him on his forehead.“But...” he. I became instantly hypnotised by her swaying boobs and imagined my hardening cock between them, "Phew! Aw fuck it, I didn't like the job anyway!We fucked a second time on Gemma's bed, the invitation to cum on her tits was an offer I couldn't refuse. She was a good sport Gemma, for as I pounded into her, she kept her arms above her legs and let me watch her marvellous tits roll around to my nailing. With her sexy stockinged legs corset and fantastic boobs, I was never going to last long, and. I mean, shaking hands seemed so silly. I leaned forward to kiss her cheek, a nice, friendly but non-sexual parting gesture. She turned her head and my lips touched hers. It was barely a kiss, until she reached around and pulled me closer. She had vibrated her lips against mine, making for quite a kiss. Still, I restrained myself from kissing her back or sliding my tongue into her mouth. It's not that I didn't want to, but we were standing on a street corner, for Christ's sake. She had told me.