Our fingers did not go too deep, so the tongues did not go too deep. This time we took it to the limit cleaning each other out and stretching tight ho...les into a more open attitude. We had a feeling of being so bad because of the taboo thing we were doing, and what it meant was coming next.When we were clean, tongues replaced fingers. But being bent over in the shower was not what either one of us wanted. So we went to her bed. When we got there, kissing came first. Passionate deep kisses, needy. In short, she was poured into it. Her heels were pretty little three-inch pumps, very pointy in front, but comfortable enough to walk in.Even in the metro that morning, the heat was stifling. When Laura hit the streets, she nearly suffocated. She was perspiring, beads, nay rivers, of sweat pouring down her cute face and onto her chest area, forming rivulets between her breasts. She looked dazzling though '96 not many to match her. She was like a queen as she glazed down the streets, shades on,. I dismounted in an instant and went to Karl. I took his face in both hands and kissed him. My hands traced his neck, shoulders, arms and down to his hands. I kissed him again, passionately. I grabbed him by both hands and pulled him forward. I was naked as a jaybird, freshly fucked. I pressed my body against him and whispered in his ear that he must be exhausted. I rubbed my belly against his and took his right hand. I rubbed it against my pussy and smeared some of our juices on his hand. I. Z.E.E. I’m out. No transporter beams. No alien powers. No supercomputer intelligences. K.R.A.Z.E.E.” She clicked off the comm unit.Io continued to speak over it. Chris looked at it. Yep, it was off. And Io continued to use it as if it wasn’t. Chris thought it could be worse: Io could probably talk directly to her brain through the chip in her neck.She carefully put the comm on the table, lifted her backpack, and opened the door. There was a package on the floor outside the door, addressed to.