I looked at C waiting for some confirmation and he gave me “green light”! So no clothes, no dresses or skirts… I got exited already! I quickly s...earched for other stuff and found an other sexy black set. "Black or red?” I asked while holding the pieces up in the air… "Red!” he said… okay! I started to attach the silky black nylons to my red garter belt. C stopped me there to say i was already wearing enough, just my heels and that would do it. I listened to him, put on my highest heels and stood. This was all with the objective of stressing mankind’s achievement in having now reached a triumphal apex which it fully expected to exceed. Sadly, all these high hopes came to an anticlimactic end less than two centuries after the colony was founded when the delicate ecosystem collapsed catastrophically with the associated demise of tens of millions of colonists. Eventually the colony had to be abandoned altogether. For most of the colony’s subsequent thousand-year existence it was a lifeless. I shivered with each lick. I wasn’t stopping him, though. I decided this time, this night, I would again be a bitch, their bitch. This night I was going back to that time on the ranch when they knew me as their bitch, a time that was not long lasting, but a time that was part of my journey, my transformation from the submissive, weak woman that was Annie Tolley. It was a part of my journey before becoming the woman that, again, was Annie Linder, but a stronger, more self-assured woman able to. Closed, all I could see was fireworks, beautiful, awesome fireworks.Open, there was her ass, her beautiful, tight ass…And above that, her slim waist and back.I leaned down and planted wet kisses all over that back as ropes of warm semen filled her tunnel.We collapsed onto the sheets and searched each other’s eyes.“You sure you want to wait ‘til Valentines Day?”“We’ll wait. But we’ll do a helluva lot of fucking between now and then.I have to tell my boys, too.I’m not sure how well they’ll.