<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Peter came practically with her again and he rode out his orgasm with closed eyes, feeling Alice tremble under his hands. They definitely would need a break soon, because if they continued like that the night would be too quick over with them being sore and exhausted.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Well, that would solve my problem too, wouldn't it. I just would have to file a report to your superiors that you died in action and we all are very sad that your heart had given out. It seemed that the hard work with getting drill ahem drilling all around the clock had been too much for such a gracile person."</span><br/><br/>He carefully lifted Alice up and put her back on her own feet, but holding her until the shivers were gone. She was clearly exhausted from the fucking, but he would lie if he wouldn't admit that he was too. It had been quite the ride and a very nice way to shower.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Well I definitely cleaned your inside now, but we haven't gone all the way on the outside. Let's clean up now and then return to Serge. He probably is already worrying that we got killed in some aftershock. But I guess he is working on Bull and Maria will apply the bandage."</span><br/><br/>He gave her a long kiss, before applying soap on her body again, but this time he managed to clean her thoroughly.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Your turn, honey...but I guess you had been more focused earlier than I had been. Or less, as I was focused on two spots only."</span></div>