<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Major Tom ‘TT’ Theophilus Peters</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/0b1c5703-1ec6-4951-9974-ee41ec21aa28_zps54ccd4dc.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tom lay there on his back, gasping for air and totally fucking happy. All his desire for Karra, all his wishes to rip the clothes of her body and to bury himself into her, were finally fulfilled. It was like a dream he had already given up as impossible, had suddenly turned true. Whatever this odyssey to that fucking planet was good for, at least it had allowed them finally to be together. Although it was still a long way until they would be one soul. Karra was still far too bristling and far too aggressive. But Tom hoped that he would manage to get it out of her, at least towards him. He didn't like to go always through pains to find pleasure. He didn't want to draw blood before a kiss. <br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"Tom?" </span><br/><br/>Tom looked over to the woman he loved like he had never loved someone before. He could see her heart hammering in her breast, the quick beats making her breast shiver slightly. Tom turned to the side and placed his hand on her body, moving his fingers in circles over the sweaty skin. He bend his head down and kissed the salty drops from her breasts and from her belly. His finger was moving over her belly, drawing sweaty hearts on it. Yes, he knew it was cheesy, but he wanted to do it. His lips moved up and he gave her a soft kiss full of love, breaking it to look into her eyes.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I love you, Karra. I can't live without you." </span> <br/><br/>A smile appeared on her face and she lifted her head to kiss him. Not a soft kiss this time, but a deep kiss full of emotion. Tom felt how his flesh reacted to it and his hand pinched her nipple, hardening it immediately again. He knew she was sore, he knew she feared that he would enter her again and still he could feel that she wanted it, that she wanted to feel him again. His hand moved deeper, found her wet slit and her swollen clit. He started to move his finger...<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"Karra? Karra are you okay? Please answer me...." </span><br/><br/>The voice on the loudspeaker had been whispery, but it was plain obvious that Tania was really worried out there. And that Tom better took cover if there would be no answer...</div>