That was all I needed, I ripped my shirt off, and Grace had my jeans off in a flash. We got down to business immediately, no messing about, it was str...aight in, lock the doors and then strip off and get on with it. I made straight for her pussy and treated it to another one of my fabulous tongue lashings while Grace returned the compliment with the latest of her hot blowjobs, working me up into such frenzy that I was unable to hold back and shot a quality load of rich hot sperm all over Grace's. She could feel them join the mind link sphere her clan had formed to meld them into one entity.In the conference room at An Clochán all activity slowly stopped after the sky map appeared on the display. The meaning of the alarms was clear to all. Every Órarduine ship was rapidly moving toward the Alliance of Worlds fleet."Aren't those your ships moving against our fleet?" exclaimed an Iridien.No one responded. Everyone's attention was focused on the display and watching the seven Órarduine. Nothing, no jewellery, no sporran. Only his kilt, plaid and what looked like deerskin moccasins. I walked back to recover my rucksack and also recovered his spear. Examining the spear I found the head was moulded to allow the shaft to be fitted more securely. My knowledge suggested this was quite advanced in terms of metal work and might indicate I was late on in the Iron Age or even later.I used the trenching tool from my camping gear to dig out a shallow grave, rolling the body into it and. Handsome between her faultless breasts. Pressing her breasts together, surrounding me with soft, warm goodness, Becky stroked up and down. I moaned, and closed my eyes. ‘Mmm, does it feel good, Monsieur? I am glad. You made me feel so good, too.’ Something wet touched the tip, so I opened my eyes to watch her tongue lather my glans every time it popped up like a jack in the box. Maybe jack-off in the box would be more appropriate, because it wasn’t long before I felt my impending spending. My.