"He was going nowhere because, to write a soul must be tortured first, so that it falls in thrall to the Muse. The bigger the book and success that co...mes with the book, the longer the suffering that must be endured first. You should see what J.K. Rowling went through before I gave her Harry Potter. But as for you Simon, talking to the Author just because he spoke to you... haven't enough authors pleaded with you over the years for you to know better?" I WILL WRITE GOOD BOOKS?" The voice of the. He wondered if Vulcans were actually aware of how little these things left to the imagination of a species that didn't curb their thoughts and emotions."I will be with you momentarily, Captain," T'Len announced calmly from within the access hatch when she had noticed his arrival."No hurry, Lieutenant-Commander," Malcolm said and waited until T'Len crawled out of the tight space with cat-like grace."I take it your presence here is against Captain Tucker's wishes?" she asked dryly, with a mildly. “I want you to come,” David grunted, his voice tight as he continued to pound his cock home. “Say my... Say my name,” she pleaded, teetering on the brink of sweet oblivion. “Come for me, Regina.” A long, loud cry of, “Yes,” from Regina punctuated his words. She was so close, but her body refused to tip over the brink. He took her hard and fast, making her breasts jiggle from the power of his thrusts. One moment, she was begging for release, and the next, she was coming. A banshee’s wail burst. Mrs. X sighed in ecstasy as I drew back to align my cock head with her cunt. She helped by spreading her pussy lips, and I slid right in for a fraction of an inch. At that point, as expected, I hung up because she had tightened back up. That was no problem, I just worked my cock side to side slightly, and it slid past that first barrier of her entry muscles. No more effort was required to push in as far as I could reach.This time, I was able to enjoy the feeling of her muscles gripping around.