That’s what Groove would’ve done.” “We’ll never know,” Hurricane said and grabbed the seatback of the nearest comm. station as he floated ...by with the hand not swathed in a derma-cast. Captain Groove was gone, vaporized in the same type of plasma stream that had done in Pancho, Cooper, and two other Gunslingers. “He was probably just unlucky. Look at us, we should be dead already.” “You should be dead already,” Quickdraw corrected as Hurricane maneuvered himself into the commo chair one-handed.. I wasn’t athletic or buff, but I didn’t have a beer gut either. My cock was seven inches hard, thicker than average and shaved completely. She made no secret of looking at my shaved cock and balls as I lie back on the float cushion in my seat and let the sun bask over me. I noted a small breeze on the bare skin of my cock. It was nice for a change being naked and not in the shower or having to worry about the children walking in on me. I remembered my younger years, when being naked was much. Besides, being a married woman, I wasn’t really looking for a lover or any serious relationship, all I wanted was for him to fuck me and disappear, it would not have mattered weather he paid me or not, I was interested in his male body for pure sexual pleasure, and the prostitute thing would make it faster and easier, and it seemed to work, as it gave him the courage to go for it, direct forward as I wanted him to.He was so sweet to me, he was hugging me very close with my ass rubbing his. With her hand rubbing across her clit so rapidly, her cum sprayed my entire belly and chest.I slowed to let her catch her breath until she yelled, "Fuck me hard, you bastard!"I looked around to see if anyone outside of the van had heard her. With no one in sight, I gave her what she wanted. Pummeling her back-door like a wild man, all I heard from her was grunts and cuss-words. Without warning, Heather grabbed me by the neck and pulled my face to hers. She kissed me angrily as her body.