The panties were removed from her face by the male, who smiled at her with satisfaction as he used the panties to wipe the dribbles of cum from her ch...eeks. The one at the other end mad e a popping sound with his mouth, as he licked his finger clean. Trembling, Emily was manhandled to the door, which was opened by a diminutive middle-aged man."Oh please Martha, not again!" The redhead sneered at the little man."Oh yes, we're going to have some real fun tonight; you're going to watch me get. Their lips met in a fiery kiss, almost melting against each others. Sarah resisted for a brief moment, Tom felt her stiffen, but then she seemed to ignite her flame. She knew that as soon as she started down this path there was no turning back. No more “Good Wife”. Tom was kissing her feverishly, passionately, their tongues locked in battle. He had her blouse pulled out of her shorts, and ripped open to expose her black lace bra, holding her wonderful breasts. Sarah knew each move, each kiss,. "Let's go", I told him. "Ok", he said. He knew, as well as I did that we were going to fuck and suck each other all night long. We went back inside the bar, finished our drinks, left a tip, and walked across the street to get "our" room.We walked in the front door and up to the reception desk, "Hello", the little Indian man said, "Hello", we both replied. "How can I help you tonight?" "We need a room there Mr. Little"! I, being a buzzed wise ass, said to the little guy. But, he laughed it off.. Anything that he had personal belongings wise was designed to be stuck or secured whenever the ship moved. There was a plastic globe of Mars on the table. He had a couple of paintings on the walls that depicted the UHN Tyson. It was a glory shot of it as it was moored inside the Deimos shipyards. Built into the very rock of the Martian moon, the shipyards made the perfect place to construct everything from freighters, transports, and warships. Phobos, the other Martian moon, was a dedicated.