He craned his head back to break the seal that his mouth had formed with her thighs, but his lips were now touching her underwear. ‘Fuck’, he was ...now too close and powerless to stop himself crying out as he came.“Jake?” she called.She could feel her mounting arousal as her brother struggled on the floor beneath her. His face brushing teasingly against her skin, the heat of his breathe fanning the fire inside her skirt. She had always loved his strong touch of his hands, but the feel of his lips. 40s we were carrying. We were in wetsuits and had state of the art encrypted ear plugs so we would be able to talk to each other. We had been dropped off of one of the French battle cruisers onto a waiting fishing boat off the coast at Largos. The skipper of the small boat had brought us to the mouth of the port; and would return at dawn to pick us up, if we completed the mission. If not, he would provide us with shelter so we could try again the next night. Our source was the wife of one of. .. painfully real. I tried to stand once more and after almost falling over I got the hang of standing on my new feet and slowly walked up the stairs holding onto the handrail so I would not fall. I went to walk through the door and walked right into the door jam. Finding this odd, as I have never hit my head on the door jam before I decided to see how tall I was. I went and got a tape measure to see how tall I stood. I was shocked to find out that I stood 8.5 feet tall now. The day passed by. ‘It shall be as you request,’ came the reply in tones of adulation.‘Prepare yourselves, my comrades!’‘Glory awaits. GLORY AWAITS!’ the rest of the Masters chanted out as they donned their armour and weapons.The ship dropped smoothly to the surface and touched the ground. It simply kept moving down as its sheer mass kept it going, compacting with utter ease the hardened conglomerates under its prow, until, finally, it came to rest. The faint throbbing in the air caused by the grav-stabilisers.