Kaitlin was still horrified by it all, and Mike acted like he was doing everything in his power to show her that he loved her.She and I talked as I dr...ove to continue picking people up. My parents had decided that we should get a "kid car" that us kids would take around everywhere, again. I had called the girls and told them that I would be coming by to pick them all up that day. I picked Kaitlin up first, of course. She and I always picked each other up first. I guess you could say that we were. My cock became her exclusive focus. When it filled her mouth, she closed her eyes. When she rubbed it with her petite hands, she gazed at it. It was a significant difference.She teased me, making the blow job last longer than it ever had before. It resulted, when she finally allowed it, in an explosive and body trembling orgasm that contained too much semen for her to swallow in its entirety. My cream dripped from the sides of her mouth and onto her blouse. She finally looked up at me and. He had no idea that he was taking the last breaths of his life. "I'm on target," she said."Fire," he told her.Slowly, smoothly, without stopping to think about what she was doing, she pressed the firing button on her rifle. It kicked against her shoulder with a flash of red fire from the barrel and a sharp crack that sounded loud to her ears but that would be completely inaudible to anyone more than twenty meters away. Sound traveled very slowly and very inefficiently in the thin Martian. But what was happening? Rather, what was not happening? By now, he should be trailing out of her. But locked in her heated passage his hardness remained.He looked into that exquisitely sensuous face and saw only wild-eyed hunger in her deep dark eyes.“God, I’ve never—”“But you’re going to,” she growled. “I want much more than that.”Craig’s first reaction to that was to be really offended, but that was followed by just a touch of shame. He had never had a woman say she was dissatisfied. That did.