He smiled at me charmingly as he pushed it only a small bit more into me, enjoying the torture he was putting me through. "Please, I’ll do anything ...you want me to if you just fuck me," I said, sounding more desperate with each word. Finally I felt him thrust it into my hole, stretching my tight pussy around his huge throbbing cock. I was shocked, he was many times bigger than any other guy I had ever had sex with, and I could feel his cock pushing against all sides of my wall. He moved over me. There was a soft chuckle from the Prime. “Me, too. And you have no idea just how much.” Then after a long pause with the only sound the slow, rhythmic swish of his swimming, he went on. “But if you think about it, we both know that isn’t possible. Ship won’t let me fly an interceptor, at least in combat, and I’m not going to let you risk your life, but my wishes about this are immaterial because Ship won’t let either of you go. Before you say anything, she says you’re too important to the clan;. The Devils had won the game in the end and that’s what mattered. He was just dozing off when he heard his bedroom door open. Rolling over, he saw the silhouette of Meg as she approached his bed. ‘Meg? What’s wrong?’ ‘Nothing.’ She slipped between the covers with him and snuggled up close to his side. Zane got over his surprise in a hurry and put his arms around her. After that grueling game, he could use a little downtime with Meg wrapped around him. He stroked his hands down her naked back and. The only way to make more would be to ferment some of the small stock of remaining grain. And that is reserved for a seed stock if we survive long enough to repopulate the surface. High above the cavern the Cobalt-Thorium clock keeps its irregular count. In the early days the count decreased rapidly dropping by a point every day. Two months later the ticks came only every other day and two months after that it was once every four days. Today it is barely one a week. Each tick is now an.