“Good boy. Now the test, smarty. Is my name b**st?” He shook his head.“Okay, is my name Alexa?” He nodded his head. Wow, I wasn’t sure he wo...uld even know that. He must have heard others say my name.“Is your name b**st?” He hesitated a long time, stood up, moved to one end of the room and returned, sat down, again. Then he looked at me long and hard. Then he nodded his head. There was more to that. He was thinking about something, working something out in his head. He made a decision. That. The Betrayal had just cleared the moon's curve when several alarms went off. "I have two destructive antimatter weapons heading this way at accelerated speed." The head tech yelled then a moment later a huge explosion rocked the ship. Alexander grimaced as he looked at the injured on the command deck. "Damage report!" He yelled above the alarms. The second command tech who was checking the unconscious head tech on the deck stated, "The weapons overloaded the shields we have secondary damage. "And ACTION!" calls the director, metaphorically speaking, because all of this is being run by cues and, I might add, without rehearsal, so only God himself knew if it was going to go off without a hitch, and He wasn't talking.With an abrupt crash of cymbals, drums rum-tum-tumming, the band splits, the two halves swinging smoothly to form an aisle from center field toward the pitcher's mound with its ten foot pile of scrap wood and old furniture that is The Bonfire to Be.The drums fall silent.. Both were blowing my dick for 15 minutes until I came over both their faces.Aunt told Aisha to lie down. I was curious to know what we were going to do next. My aunt slowly rubbed Aisha’s cunt and told me to lick it. I sucked Aisha as she moaned and aunt was giving me a handjob.After sucking my cousin sister dry, I inserted my cock inside her. Oh man, it was so tight and so fulfilling!My muslim cousin sister was moaning and said, “Fuck me, fuck me harder..” My aunt sat on Aisha’s face facing.