Don worked the controls on his chair and rotated the Nav Sphere until he saw the blinking light that indicated the source of the signal. It was close,... and ahead of them. He sat back."What do you think, Lessa? Trap by evil pirates like us, or to catch evil pirates like us, or real castaways?"Lessa looked closer at the image."Is that a ... debris field near it?" Don swung the image around for another angle, as a girl called up from the sensor station two levels below."Yeah, we're getting lots of. During our meeting, I was fully engrossed in admiring her while only a percent of my brain was listening to what she was saying. She is 5 feet 5 inch lady with black hair, dreamy eyes and luscious lips, which I was craving for. My eyes feasted on cleavage of her perfect round boobs encaged in her clothing. Her thin waist which was followed by the best ass one man could ever dream of.I was stunned by her beauty and was lost in my thoughts about her and at the same time trying to avoid this. How he knew where we were at is beyond me, but he left a number for us to call.We went up to the room, Sandra turned the TV on and I got on the phone. I called my friend and he told me that Sandra's so-called stepfather had hung himself in his jail cell last night."Well, Bill, if you're waiting for me to show sorrow, then forget it. What pissed me off is the fact that I couldn't get my hands on him for 10 minutes. I am not going to tell Sandra, because she doesn't care. He mistreated my. .. yessssss... oooooh... Master... may I come?”“You may, slave,” I said, beginning to fuck her faster and faster. She felt superb. Liquid velvet in rippling action. A bottom squirming in ecstasy. I was hard put to it to keep control of myself, yet managed it. I was mastering her completely. That was my main pleasure.“N-Now... NOWWWWWWWWWW!” - she cried out. And then was convulsed in writhing and jerking as she spent herself violently. There was no doubt in my mind that she had achieved a.