As we dressed and kissed and he went home so we could both rest. I told him he had to come back that night. No way was he not going to give me two nig...hts in a row of hot fucking. No way in hell! When he arrived that second night, Sunday, September 14, I immediately stripped him. Damn,what a luscious naked body. My eyes lustfully drank him all in. He slid his whole ten inches up through my cleavage and straight into my hungry, waiting mouth. His long, thick cock was a perfect fit, completely. ‘So is he nice Bren. Does he do it for you?’ I don’t know what you mean’ I teased again.’ And anyway he is too old to be a toy boy, he is in his early their ties like us.’ ‘The term ‘toy boy’ refers to any age Bren so come off it. You are having a piece of jolly aren’t you?.’ ‘That is precisely between me and the gate post, clever clogs.’ ‘You don’t have a gate post’ ‘Ha-ha, very funny. But I do have a charming window cleaner.’ ‘My windows are dirty, I can’t seem to be able to get one, Can you. His luck would be rising to a whole new level in a few moment’s time.There came a sharp right turn and as he took it his sight caught a glimpse of a stranded cab just a few yards ahead with its hood popped. The driver was frantically attempting to diagnose the car’s illness while a pretty young bengali lady of about 26 sat at the backseat with her eyes glues to her cellular phone.He intentionally drove slower and noticed that she seemed to be upset and was typing so fast with frustration as if. Twisting and turning, she tried to get out of the line of enemy fire but with four destroyers firing on her, it did not matter which way she turned.Around the ship, the crew rushed to obey their orders as cooks, marines, flight deck crew, and anyone else who wasn't needed rushed down into the launch bay and climbed into the shuttles along with the wounded."Cut the tow, message to Captain Whitman, 'Sorry Frank, I must cut the tow to save my own command. Good luck and God bless the Federation.'.