"Or indeed any red wine. Even a rough red would do me right now." There's none in the replicators," Dad said."Yeah, dunno why." There was a pause. Jac...k looked up. "AI. Why is there no alcohol in the replicators?" Because the captain of the ship does not permit alcohol on board." Oh. Why? Is it a Confederacy law or something?" No." So has there been trouble in the past?" No. The captain is a teetotaller, and objects to the very existence of alcohol." Oh. Now that I wasn't expecting. Is he a. You will get to do anything you like with me. My body belongs to you tonight. But not before I finish what I started.” Aphrodite said with a sexy smile. She picked up her bra and tore a strip of cloth from it. She got a very thin strip of cloth. She combed her hair back with her hands and tied the hair with the strip of cloth into a pony tail. Then Aphrodite became the first person ever to use pony tail hair style as well as all other hair styles.“Enough hair style, just do your job” said the. The urge to satisfy that curiosity has ranged from a mild, easily ignored buzz in the back of my mind, to an almost obsessive desire, but I never became motivated to actually try anything.Well, that's not entirely true. When I was 17, I did talk an older friend, who was bisexual, into having a go at it. It was nervous, adolescent fumbling on my part, and I think he just really didn't find me to be his type, so nothing "came" of it (so to speak) for either of us. I'd had to have a good amount of. The joined sensations of dual replicated pleasure was too intense and her juices rushed out over his fingers. Her whole body drumming on the mattress as she shook, restrained in absolute pleasure. The heat from her pussy seeming to warm the room. Taking her climax as cue he moved down the bed. Surely now he would take her fully. She felt the ankle restraints been loosened then removed. His gentle hands carefully rolled her onto her front and lifted her so she was kneeling with her wrists still.