She had created the holodeck
fantasy soon after he had left for Earth. Xxnx “What happened to
your date with Ensign Carson?”
“I canceled it.” Wes replied as he walked
across the room. With quick
motions, she covered her son’s cock with a slippery
coating of saliva, licking the sides as she ran her
tongue up and down its length. Jean-Luc. . …no
absolutely not. Each new surge only drove
him harder, determined to induce another eruption. Beverly wished she had instructed the
computer to give Wesley an inexhaustible stamina,
so that the pounding could go on for hours. Chalk up another one for Starfleet
physical training. Beverly was pleased that
her initial assessment had been correct. Then he
reached behind her and undid the seam the held her
uniform together. Moving her free hand down to between her
own legs, Beverly found herself incredibly wet.
