Richard sensed my growing arousal, held me more tightly against his chest while Oscar punished my tight little asshole with his 'Cialis aided little b...oner'. "Fuck her, buddy...she's starting to really get into this... fuck her ass... give it to her... fuck this nasty bitch... she likes this... don't you? Tell us you like this," Richard urged as I started moaning and grunting louder with each punishing plunge into my backside. All I could do is grunt. But he was right, I did like this. And I. "Oh here, let me help," I crawled over, I seemed to be crawling a lottonight, and took the ankles of her jeans in my hands, I tugged while shesquirmed and they slid off. Her legs were encased in the beige pantyhoseand looked perfect. She flopped back in the bed. "Tired are you?" I am exhausted, I think it was the drive, tension and wine," she said,not moving. I tugged her off the bed, she stood up while I pulled thecomforter and sheets back. Her eyes were closed and she was wobbling. Igently. So much so, that Central Galaxian Government has been considering endorsing them as a new species.It was for this reason that few people visited, and those that did, stayed for no longer than was necessary; drop off supplies, pick up the necessary quantities of Selenium and Martinium, and get the fuck out of there. It was all the planet was worth visiting for, precious metals.Their culture had changed immeasurably. Men were hard to come by and that was solely due to the changes in their. ”“So, what’s the problem? You had safer sex on holiday. Is that such a big deal?”“The thing is Caleb, I’ve felt guilty about it ever since.”“Why should you feel guilty? Was the sex satisfying?”“It was good enough I suppose. It was good to be desired after going without for so long.”“Nicky, I can’t see what the problem is. Do you think what you did was wrong?”She seemed to gather herself. “I felt I was being unfaithful. I think that was what made me feel guilty.”“Unfaithful? To yourself?”“No!”.