" "Ohhhhhhhhh, god," Jennifer moaned, "i-it depends on your definition of naughty." Chuckling a little, Lisa replied between licks, "Oh, you know, t...hinking about having a young woman sucking your pussy, those kind of thoughts." "T-those kind," Jennifer gasped, "I would never have any impure thoughts, I'm a good girl, my mother told me so." "Hmmmm," Lisa hummed, "I'll bet your mother never knew you loved a good pussy lapping by a young lady, either." "P-probably not," Jennifer stammered,. ”She stood up and lowered her hands. The wet front of her shirt was nearly transparent, just an overall touch of pink adding to the color of her erect nipples and the crinkled rings around them.“These aren't from being in a wet shirt. I'm warm. This, Joel, is what you do to me. So, here's your other present, good friend.”She pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it on the chair behind her. Her breasts were beautiful, big enough to hold a man's interest for a while, the perfect size. It would also mean it was either stabilized or it was 'dropped' under very specific conditions. Do you suspect this is a cargo drop? Possibly some type of weapons systems those other ships who already landed could utilize?" I couldn't say, Sir, but it's entirely possible." Damn! We need to find the craft and whoever is waiting for it. Still, one hundred miles is a hell of a lot closer than we were before." Alan leaned forward and rested his chin in his hand as he contemplated the information.. He too was avid about masturbation and enjoyed the odd weird wank, Johnny had wanked off in public too, never exposing himself, but throwing himself into the the excitement of a woman assuming he was wanking but couldn't be sure. Like Ingrid he had too an experience with a teacher. He often tore holes in his school trouser pockets so he could massage his sensitive tip at leisure, but one French lesson, the teacher throw him out of the class and into an adjacent box room, she said she'd be back.