Actually in spite of all the whining I did, luckily most of it to myself, there were very few times that I didn't have at least one or two of them att...ached to my side like a tumor. Leanne was there most of the time, of course. We'd had a number of little and not so little talks and while I won't go into that right here, suffice it to say I was looking forward to the end of the tour. We were very comfortable with each other and seemed to fit together like we were a matched set.The funny thing. .. eh, fuck it. They just made them up on the show, anyway.I’ve been traveling through the Nebula of my Subconscious, viewing memories of my early interactions with Helen.On the main screen of the bridge of the original Enterprise in my head, the image changed again from the pinkness and lightning of the nebula to what I recognized as the living room downstairs. At least the old layout, before the garage expansion and stuff went in. Sounds of construction outside were drowned out by the noise. " You know, all that shit. Jesus, it was hot.I was out of control. I didn't care what he said. I clutched his cock with my cunt and squeezed it like I was trying to milk it dry. He fucked all through my orgasm and beyond. He went crazy on me - pulled me up by the shoulder and rammed it hard. Over and over. His body was sweating and rigid and his face - he was fucking possessed. His balls were bouncing off my thighs, and that big, bruising cock was shafting the fuck out of my cunt.And he. It was of my cousin twerking. Shaking her ass doing her so called work out. She began caressing herself. She was slowly pulling down her ass and exposing the small little thing she had on. I couldn't believe how tight her body was. I closed my eyes to imagine her doing this all in front of me. She was salsa-ing and parading around. I still had my ear pinned against the wall. I hear her breathing louder then I open my eyes to see what the commotion was. She was on her knees on top of the couch.