Whenever]These are the tales of the Starship Futchia and her crew. They have been together on more unfortunate adventures than most in the star sector.... They have traveled across more space than many meteors and they have fucked/been fucked by more aliens races than many can count. They are simultaneously the best and worst the Milkyway has to offer the universe. They are the S.S Futchia.These stories start when our young, plucky and vivacious Starship Captain Tirex stole a light purple party. He knocked again, but still no reply was heard. Taking a deep breath, hoping he was not going to walk in on her naked, he cracked the door open. ‘Linden?’ She was not out and dressed as he had hoped. He expected a scream of ‘get out’ or something similar, but she was oddly quiet. ‘Are you okay? You didn’t answer me when I knocked.’ He said, looking at the sink instead of the shower. She didn’t answer him. Concerned, he crossed the bathroom to stand beside the shower curtain. He repeated. Red laughed and said, "My roomates will be surprised to find us partying when they get home." Will they be pissed?" I asked."I don't think so. They might resent losing some sleep, but they love to party. All I ask is that we keep the noise down, no jumping around, or loud music. It's one in the morning and the people below us are policemen."Paulie started to make out with Joanna and Jackie hopped on Donnie's lap. I was swapping spit with Red and giving her smallish tits a squeeze with no. They made small talk on the couch and had a drink or too to set the stage. There was a deck of cards on the table and he suggested they play cards and Mary mentioned strip poker! Sarge agreed laughing! Mary told me she quickly lost to be naked for him as she did not want to waste a second being with this big, dark, well endowed black man. After removing her panties she crawled into his lap and kissed him as his big hands explored her tiny, firm butt before working their way into her wet.