Gemma smiles, her eyes bright as she swiftly loses the dress she is wearing. It pools on the floor, quickly to be joined by the pretty pale pink under...wear. As she undresses for me I unfasten my pants, freeing my straight rigid cock. Wrapping my fingers around it I stroke along its length two or three times, flooding its crown with pre-cum. Gemma drops to her knees and crawls to me, settling between my legs. I look straight across to her window as Gemma's hot little mouth closes over the. "Once the portal is energized, Lyssa, Nancy, and Charley can search for habitable worlds. If nothing else, ones where we can obtain food. With the help of some of the Chosen Ones, you and I can put together a signaler. Once that's done, we'll call for help." How will you know where to direct your signal?" Pete studied the makeshift control panel, with its six knobs. "Won't it take as long to find the right universe, as to locate it directly?" No, not nearly as long. Each signal reverberates. He owns you, body and soul now. You were so good, Pet. Master loves you and so do I, my precious little angel.”Lucy, seemingly passed out, had a smile on her face and looked surprisingly peaceful.I was exhausted and sat there on the cushions, watching the touching scene in front of me. That had been powerful and emotional, as gripping an event as I had ever taken part in.Christine picked up Lucy as if she were a child and carried her into the bedroom.When she came back out, she flopped down. She would always remember the coiled tautness that pulled imaginary strings in her body making her tense, making her more alive and her body more sensitive. She thought about Ricky and felt a surge of dampness as she pictured him stealing into their apartment. The risk he had taken – of being seen, being found by Tom or Marie, or by the neighbour, and how would he have explained the inexplicable? He could not. He had taken risks for her in order to share with her these feelings of excitement..