Dave!” I pull my gaze over to Donny. “You’re still not thinking of skipping the party this weekend, are you?” “Yeah, come on man! All team captains have to be present at all team functions including parties!” Jason says. “I’ll think about it. But you know while we’re all partying, those fucks at Santa Barbara like Chris Smith are all probably practicing, getting ready for our rematch.” “Fuck Santa Barbara, they aren’t shit without Valler. And they’re down a coach. Valler’s dad,” Finn says. “I heard he murdered his wife and disappeared,” says Brock. “No fucking way!” Finn shouts. “It was in the paper,” Brock retorts. “Since when do you read the paper?” Austin asks. “It makes for good fire starter,” Brock says. “Yeah, that makes sense,” says Jason. “Either way, they still have Chris Smith, Steven Ban, my brother, and Kevin Williams,” I add. “Fuck Kevin Williams, that homo got lucky to hit the game-winning shot…” Finn says. “Dude, he was 7 for 8 in three-pointers. He can shoot,” I inform him. “87% from the three-point line isn’t luck.” “It doesn’t matter, he’s so short Jeremy will be able to shut him down, am I right?” Finn asks. “Hell yeah! That queer isn’t getting a shot off all game,” Jeremy confirms. “That still leaves Chris, Steven, and my brother.” “I’ll shut your brother up,” Finn says. “He’s got nothing on me.” "Tell you what . . . “Good god, Adrianna, your tongue!” She gasped, “I haven’t been eaten like that since Queen Yavara herself!” Deepak feigned sleepy and started to snore. If I can make her whole body move like a flag in the wind, then she obviously loves the intense pleasure I'm giving her. She looked around the room and continued in a very strained voice. My poisoned body was ravenous with an appetite for the obscene, and it exalted in the meal I’d given it, the two cocks throbbing in my tender depths, piercing through my delicate insides, pressing against one another. She had a juicy cunt. My feminine core drank it in, my bowels squeezing down on my friend's digit. Cindy likes to get her little hands under my skirt or inside my dress and tickle my hole or rub my pecker. What could be better than eight days of rugged backcountry, open highways, and secluded campgrounds than all of that plus a gorgeous new girlfriend? All the women stopped engaging in the sexual activities and stood up.
And the study of the planet advanced quickly ‘with the feet on the ground, now.’ With the intense studies and samples gathering, many things about this planet were learned. Most all of the vegetation was of a similar type to Earthen ones. Except for the trees. Though they resembled much larger versions of the Redwoods and Sequoia trees of the old state of California, there were some very obvious differences. For one, the fruit produced by the trees were not part of the reproduction cycle, but the result of it. And when they hatched from the limbs of the trees, they were soon disposed of by flying creatures much like those on Earth. So, there were intense discussions on how the reproductive cycle worked for these magnificent trees. By the way, the exploratory colonists were having a hard time thinking of a proper name for them in Latin. Familiarly, they were just called Big Trees and everyone knew what was meant by that. In the meantime, the couples were very organized in their living arrangements and study responsibilities of the planet. But there was plenty of time for sexual fun, because entertainment was curtailed to them for the present to not subvert their pure convictions of what they were seeing and studying. In their initial design they were made to be intensely sexual to tap off any boredom or other stressful feelings that they might have. And though they understood that they would not have children right away, they pretended that they would, both in their vaginal sex and in other sex as if they were ducking the issue. Anal became very popular among them because of its slight amount of kinkiness. And Oral became very prevalent among them, for the same reasons. But when the mood would hit them (and it was often) they would seek privacy for their expressions of lust to each other. Somewhat of a curious action on their parts, because it had not been programed in them. But it was very firmly held to. However, on the first day of an extended up close and personal study of the Big Trees, a couple whose abilities were compatible, but their partner matchups were with others; found themselves in an embarrassing situation under the trees. It was found that the Big Trees put out some kind of emanation and sponsored a surrounding aura, that made sexual union a powerful mental goal, whether the couples were paired or not. The first couple to experience this were in the course of their studies of one particularly large specimen of the trees, when they came out of a mental stupor with his cock up her vagina spewing out his sperm laden semen. He reluctantly broke the kiss and said, "Sammi, I'm so very sorry, but in order to keep my commitment to an on time delivery we really need to hit the road and with that he firmly pushed up and moved towards the front side of the sleeper and she let go of his waist saying, "Oh, of course." In her throat. Angus returned to work and I was alone at last. I groaned as my dick throbbed. I was lying about the machine. I know in Sri Lanka people get married quickly. I return text: Wonderful! But most of it was really just a blur He put a couple of slices on a plate, but then left the plate sitting to go find Diane. Maybe even his sex slave. <
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