Before him, Martian sand, blown by the constant wind across the surface, created a gentle patter against the windshield. On Mars, blowing sand was som...ething every engineer for every piece of machinery or construction had to deal with in some way. The runway and taxiways he was driving on at the moment had to be plowed twice a day in order to keep the painted lines visible. On the aircraft's air intake manifolds, where the thin atmosphere was sucked in so the meager amounts of oxygen could be. And as she closed the book, she slightly had a hand on my dick. Wow that was great feeling. Then then d book fell down and she bent to take it, I saw those huge boobs of her. I got so wild. And she sat I slowly started rubbing her boobs, as she felt it, she was seeing my dick. Then she told me “please hold that” I thought she was asking to hold the book, I held, but she took my hands to her big boobs, I was shocked!!!!!!!!!That was a great moment, for a moment I thought that it’s a dream. And. " I'll have none of your silly feminism ranting now." " But I..." She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. " I know that you are perfectly capable and willing to pay for yourself, and I respect that," I paused, " put your money away. When we go out I am going to pay for things. You will not feel guilty about spending as much as you want and you will not ask to pay again." She pursed her lips, really wanting to protest but not wanting to push me before we even had a steady set of. “You think I should be?”Alex huffed.“She’s just pissed because I’m getting the same cock she’s been getting,” Taylor opined.“You’re my daughter,” Alex protested. “It’s just motherly concern.”“Well, that’s crap,” Taylor told her.“Look,” Ted said firmly, “This isn’t a competition. I love you both. Seemed to me that Cody did, too.”“That wasn’t love, honey,” Alex said. “That was just lust.”“Whatever it was, it was spread evenly.”“It doesn’t make any difference,” Taylor groused. “He lives in.