I hope my questions never bore you!"I moved over and held her for a moment, sitting next to Michal and holding her by her waist. We leaned our heads t...ogether. I could smell her, feel her warmth and strength, my darling wife. I sighed and kissed her and whispered, "Michal, if I ever catch myself being bored by your questions, I will be so deeply ashamed of myself." I felt her stiffen in shock, and then she hugged me fiercely.At 7:30 AM we started up again. The half-hour rest and food break had. You don't move your hands from your pussy, but I see one start to pull away."When I tell you to lay still, you will, but most time your hands will be used as tools of pleasure. You will be stroking my cock, playing with my balls, or fingering yourself. You will not lay there and let me take you like a limp dishrag You will eagerly use your entire body for pleasure and that includes your hands."You reach your hand up and begin stroking me and licking the head. Then you open your mouth and. A roar in the heavens announced the arrival of her hoverbike. She straddled the big machine and sighed with pleasure when she felt the familiar throb between her legs."Hello, Old Faithful," she whispered to her hoverbike as she twisted the throttle. The bike responded with a thunderous roar that made her loins tingle. "Those fights always get my juices flowing," she thought. "But you never let me down, baby.". She patted the throbbing machine with affection as she rose up into the night sky. "No one likes it the first time they taste it. You should try it at least a few times to make sure you don't come to like it. In a few minutes you will feel what it does for you," I said."Very well. You have already proved to be very wise and I will try the coffee as often as I can stand it on your say so alone," he said.Hell, I knew he was a goner already. If a person gets two or three cups down they are hooked for life, and I knew it very well. I don't think it took more than that one cup for.