A small lady with the name Regan James escorted us to our quarters and gave us a quick tour of the station. There were six cafeterias. Each cafeteria ...was next to an elevator tube. She explained the emergency air lock/fire doors between segments of the wheel. We would have fifteen seconds after the alarm sounds to clear the door. The door was bordered by a one foot wide fluorescent red strip. It had a knife edge and would cut a body in half if necessary. Do not stand in the emergency door. But she was not letting him move, nor she was moving herself. Those motionless seconds seemed an eternity. Then she started to move her hips gently.“Darling you don’t have to cum — don’t enjoy it – divert your mind somewhere else,” he heard his mother’s voice.Nawaz was determined not to cum on 12th stroke. He started thinking about all worrisome things. His thoughts were divided between business worries and the beautiful body on top of him – the tight cunt. But surprisingly, the ride continued. You told me you wanted to feel me cum in your ass. Your motions became smoother and quicker. You really enjoyed me in your ass. You were so into it, you didn't realize that the car had stopped moving and both friends were watching me fuck your ass. You loved knowing that you were being watched, you loved knowing that others might also see you. It made you FUCK me harder. Yelling out to me to fuck your ass harder. I knew I couldn't hold back. Knowing that everybody was watching, it made it all. The white liquid creamed out in a potent spurt. Karen laughed and licked her lips. Then we all laughed, and I felt my manhood stirring as her attention focused on me. But Cam and Hans had their moments, too. Golden Hans had exciting stories to tell about his travels, and he was definitely in shape for the Colorado ski trip that he was ticketed for. Cam, I learned later, reminded Karen of her former boyfriend, except with the rough edges smoothed away. And he had an original and penetrating.