When she practised in the gym, the sweat that poured off her was a reminder of their mutual perspiration.Nevertheless, Captain Kerensky had other conc...erns than only her affair with her errant lover. It troubled her that although she had a good idea of exactly where the Intrepid was headed in terms of spatial coordinates she knew very little else about the destination. The literature she'd read on the Anomaly was of little help. She was convinced—as were her fellow officers when they discussed. She smiled when she realised Miles had done something similar to Kerr and Jan had done it to both of men. Were all males that easy to please?Micky clamped her cunnie muscles tighter, and Ricky groaned as he tried to pull back. She smiled and let him go so he could slam his cock back into her again. So, she then repeated her response, over and over again.Going by his little shivers, the way he was gripping her hips and his increased speed, Ricky was getting intensely worked up with Micky’s. SCENIC BYWAYSWomen would not exist in a perfect fantasyWorld, not because I detest or loathe them,But because they're superfluous, offeringMerely tit for tat, cunt instead of cock,Ovaries in lieu of balls.But, critics may object, without the fair sex,Humanity's doomed, for none but they may bearOffspring, to which I say, There are too many of us now;Men, as lovers of one another, cannot add to the surplusOf crying mouths to feed, no matter how many timesThey spill their fecund seed.But tits, if. "This is really going to make you scream," I said spitefully.Whish the belt sliced through the air as it rapidly accelerated until it flayed across the soft flesh of her tits. I'd given it all I could and the loud cracking slap of the leather against flesh was immediately drowned out by my wife's frantic screaming. She writhed on the bed, howling and clutching her tits. Her tears poured forth and streamed down over her cheeks. "Oh, oh, oh, oh," she whimpered through her tears as she rolled back.