I was enjoying. Her hands were so soft that I felt like heaven. But she had turned the other side and her ass was soooo close to my cock that my cock ...was about to enter her. she was moaning a little now like aah…..aaanh…. and I was loving it.I was loosing my control now but by any means I was able to control myself. I wanted to see what she will do next. What she did next shocked me the most. She moved a little more closer to me and my tool touched her naked ass for the first time. It was like. Not information, mind you, but something he called 'data.' It was all numbers and 'schematic drawings' (which I didn't understand at all) and 'interface protocols' and such like. It made no sense to me. I cut off my scan when it got to the technical data that explained hyperdrive. I did understand the images in another part of his mind: they were very detailed images of his encounters with his intended mate. Despite the fact that he did indeed mate with her, they were not a mated pair –. Fuck you and my boys are gonna fuck again too! and you are gonna be letting us do it ...' In my presence state I could not do anything but cry as he got between my knees and slid his humongous penile glans over my very tender bung hole. I heard him say my bung hole was ' ... so swelled it's looking like lips puckering up for a kiss! ...'. The third guy lowered his self into position and pressed his magnanimous penile glans against my well used bung hole and slowly pressed. He new what he was. I thought he would fall when he finally pulled his spent cock from her and stepped backwards. At this performance the other two and George were clapping drawing me into the celebration. I released her hands and she pulled her panties back up and smoothed her skirt and shirt and took her bow and turned again with her backside to the audience and flipped her skirt up quickly and then faced the table. Jim yelled to George that this called for another round. Then asked Anne to sit down by him. She.