Brittany had then straddled Veronica's mouth while bending over and accepting Matt's shaft in her rear. Over the course of the two hours they had made... love, climaxed, traded positions, then climaxed again culminating in the three lying in a circle Veronica sucking Matt's lance as he brought Brittany to ecstasy with his talented tongue while the brunette tasted orgasm after orgasm from the lovely mulatto.They were sure, especially at first, that Betty had been watching, as indeed she had. But. So, they mated every 15 Earth years. There was no guaranty that they would produce a child in the first mating. If they did it would only be one or two children.You’re probably wondering how I came up with this information. As part of my training I was taught how to read their language and access their computers. I was allowed to ‘hack’ their ship’s computer (under supervision, of course) for practice to make sure I could do it when I boarded an enemy ship. You see the Drakk were fighting. Jack felt nothing. His mind told him that this woman was him and seeing this hot body should send him into a cunt rubbing dreamland. Nothing, he felt nothing.Around the sink were makeup and other female stuff. Jack sort of went into automatic. Before he knew it, Jack was back at the kitchen table wearing tight jeans, blouse with his hair braided down his back.The belt was on the kitchen table. She started to examine the belt, pushed the battery check button and the meter pegged at two hundred. A peach. A woman you would brag to your friends about. One you might take home to the folks, too, so long as they didn't inquire about where you two lovebirds met. "What do you make of it, Detective?"I turned to the voice beside me, shrewish, slightly balding man with a pencil-thin mustache that went well with his sallow,rat-like face. He could have been 42 or 62 - men like him always seemed a caricature of middle-age - and he looked worn out from a life spent catering to the debauched.