"Well it kinda ... uh, like hurts ... uh sorta burns..." the p*****n struggled to get the words out."There's a couple of things that it might be sweet...ie ... you need to get your mom to make an appointment with your doctor to have it checked out" nurse Sullivan counseled unhelpfully. "Do you have any idea what might have caused it?" For the nervous p*****n the question seemed to resonate around the small office. This is exactly where she didn't want to go."Ugh ... ugh ... I don't know but. Kit sighed and looked around racking his brains for anything he could use, "Sorry, I don't have anything..." He said dejectedly.Sitting up, Dakota began to lightly stroke his cock making it grow. She thought for a moment, not wanting to disappoint Kit she said, “Well if you go get my gym bag, I just might have something we can use."Kit struggles between the hand-job he's getting and the thought of fucking her cute round ass. He reluctantly steps away from her and hurries to get her bag from the. He had no time to rest however, as Beatrice ensured that he got dressed and ready to go. She then hurried Paul towards the space shuttle that would take the newly-weds and several dozen other people to the Schmidt colony."We don't want to miss our flight," she reprimanded Paul as he lingered by a stall that sold a selection of souvenir clothing from the Socialist Republics. In truth, Paul wasn't sure whether he'd ever want to buy the close-fitting clothes on display. He still wasn't comfortable. "Oh yeah," she thought, "that again."Laura had gotten through her first night as a wife without ever making any type of meaningful conversation. As a matter a fact, the only words either of them spoke to each other were one word imperatives such as: "YES!", "DEEPER!", "HARDER!", "MORE!", and "SUCK!" Laura's nipples hardened as she thought of this and she rushed to the bathroom hoping not to be seen.After her bath, Laura went up to the yacht's sun deck in her butt floss bikini and noticed.