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“Ahhh, you bitch, stop, stop, it tickles!” Tommy was laughing and tossing around in agony. His leg finally awoke and so did his other leg.

“Pee time. Be right back.” Tommy limped out of the chamber.

Mumble, mumble, “No more onions on my burrito,” mumble, growl.

The beast was waking from his hibernation. Jared was the type of man who woke up grouchy, hungry and probably horny—or so she hoped. Rene began to massage Jared’s wide back muscles. Her own body was awakening and the soreness between her thighs was a reminder of their sexual encounter before the trip.

“Not again, seven times is my limit,” Jared grumbled under his breath. He slowly awoke and made a smacking sound with his mouth.

“Talk about bad morning breath. I feel like I just ate a cat.” He grinned. “Or a pussy.”

“Yep, you’re awake,” Rene snapped back.

“Hey, Jared, I had the weirdest, most intense dreams on this trip. Is that normal?” He rolled over onto his back and looked at her. As usual, he had an erection and Rene noticed. She had to—it flopped against her arm like a tree branch. “Sometimes the sleep aid will make people feel funny. What kind of dreams?”

“Well, they were fantasies I guess. Sexual stuff.” She slowly let her palm brush against Jared’s wondrous cock. Her mouth was dry, but her pussy was becoming wet.

“You and Tommy were in them. All we did was have incredible sex for hours on end.

Over and over and over. I swear I must have had a four-week orgasm.”

“Um, those weren’t all dreams, Rene.” He paused. With Rene now stroking him in her hand, he reached over and toyed with the moist folds of skin between her legs.

“Tommy and I merged with you. Soooo, well, we sort of DID have sex with you for four weeks. In our minds and with our bodies.”

Blinking a few times Rene looked back at Jared. “You mean we…?” 50

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“Yep, quite a few times actually. Tommy isn’t much for a lot of sex, but you had him going pretty good.”

“That explains it then. That feeling like I had been riding a horse. My inner thighs are killing me.” Rene crawled around and climbed on top of Jared. “Speaking of riding a horse…”

“Damn, Rene, I thought I was bad. You are so fucking hot.” His voice was rough and deep and all Rene wanted to hear was him moaning with pleasure along with her.

She lowered herself down the thickened shaft of Jared’s now iron-hard cock.

“Ohhhh, yeah, I remember thisssss. Mmmmm, Jared, you feel sooooo goood.”

“Aw, oh, Christ, not again!” Tommy stood covering his eyes, dressed in a silken shirt and tight black leather pants. “Dammit, you two are like a couple of fucking rabbits. I thought after the trip you’d have had enough! I mean, you did have both of us for four weeks, Rene.”

“Awwww, Tommy, just one more ride, mmmm, maybe two.” With a slow groove, she rolled her hips atop of Jared who lay moaning with pleasure, letting his hands rest on her swaying

hips.

“I’ll be back in an hour, I need to get our stuff ready anyway.” Walking off, Tommy mumbled under his breath. Why bother packing clothes, they never wear them anyway.

Fucking humans. Hey, that’s what Jared’s doing now, fucking a human. Ha ha, I just made a funny. Why am I talking to myself? Why am I answering my own questions?

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Chapter Seven

They all readied themselves to leave the ship. Tommy had already packed their bags and had clothes laid out for them in matching colors like his. As the hatch opened, Rene noticed a distinctly odd odor in the air. It made her eyes burn and reminded her of her father’s bathroom.

“Okay, who farted?”

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