Emily and I are going shopping and then we’re spending the night over at Erin’s.’ ‘Bring them over here,’ I said. ‘I’m going out to the ...pool to relax for the rest of the day.’ I grabbed the cordless phone off the charger so I would have to get up. ‘Enjoy your run!’ She walked the other way and I heard the front door close. I walked into the ‘pool room.’ This is where we kept towels and stuff for the pool. I grabbed my freshly washed swimsuit out of the pile and stripped off my clothes to put. Even in casual clothes she looked stunning. ‘Wow!’ I said. ‘You look great.’ ‘Thank you,’ she said, taking my hand. Over coffee we talked, telling each of our life’s stories. Ingrid was 25, I discovered, just three years younger than me. She had been in a couple of stage shows, but this was her first major part. I really enjoyed her company. The cup of coffee turned into a second, and then a third. After the third cup arrived, I reached across the table and took her hand. She squeezed my hand. "A girl who loves cock" Your 1950s woman I whispered back as I felt for his cock through his pants.We looked in each other's eyes as he started feeling me up through my dress. Soon we were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing madly, kissing hungrily as we felt for each other's cocks. Sliding to the floor on my knees with both hands I played with his cock through his pants. Looking up with puppy dog eyes I undid his pants and pulled down the zipper. With his wonderfully hard cock in my hands. The discussion had wandered further as to whether or not "Shriek" could be fitted with energy torpedoes. The Flock's consensus was negative as she had been built with CL missiles in mind. A suggestion by Polack who still had fond recollections of "Offspring" was deferred while thought about. A powered lattice work to carry missiles, which could free them as required with a swarm of smaller vessels carried in a mother ship to accompany the lattice loads to approximately the operations area where.