As soon as we’d passed the prison security control, disguised once again as free women, he set the ship to auto-pilot, ordered us all to strip and he raped her. Even though she’s bruised from the fight I teen gather he found her satisfactory. Tits and I are ignored. We would deter many libidos, the state we’re in. The sores on my breasts haven’t stopped oozing blood. I have a bruise on my ribcage that’s already turning purple where my rib is damaged. My knee is swollen and I can barely stand. My vagina feels like it’s on fire. Tit’s condition is little better. But we left that hateful place, boarding Klink’s ship just as a huddle of weeping Gaianesians passed us being herded towards the prison blocks. “Time to start earning your keep, ladies,” the guard was telling them. We took off into the night with Governor Sour and all his guards unaware that Klink was carrying a new trump card. A data stick with a recording of everything from the moment of our arrival to the moment we left. Enough to ruin Sour, if Salarin decides to release it. Three Hardcore hours away from Cancis Rock, after Hoola’s rape and with me barely able to stand, Tits was ordered to the galley to prepare celebratory meals for four. Hoola’s orders were to sexually stimulate me. From my knees I stare out the front pussy viewing port of the flight deck into the hyperspace tunnel of light, while Hoola’s rhythmic fingering of my clitoris BDSM soothes my injured groin. It takes a while to awaken me, as my bleeding nipples are too sore to allow the rest of my body any pleasure. We are kneeling on the hard floor facing one another while Klink sits in a chair beside us, programing the ship’s controls. I fetish happen to be positioned with the doorway into the rest of Cunt Catcher out of my view, so it is only the change in Hoola’s expression that reveals something is wrong. Her eyes widen – some emotion between uncertainty and fear – and her fingers leave me as she gets to her feet. The detonation of the blaster makes my ears ring, and my eyes burn with the afterimage of the bright light. The force of the impact throws Hoola against control panel, knocking the nearby goad aside, and she massage slumps limp to the floor. I see a red mark on her naked chest but no blackened burn of a blast set to kill. She’s been stunned. Instinctively I turn at the same time as Klink to see the source, and look up in utter incomprehension at my own sister. She holds a heavy duty blaster in her arms. The weapon points right at me. “I’m sorry, Lara,” she says determinedly. Where I'm parked. As she continued to kiss me my hand had started to slide under her blouse and up to her right tit. Fill my big whore ass up with your thick BBC !" she bellowed. “How bad do you need it?” He asked. “I’ll… tell you later… when I learn to speak again…” Hailey laughed to herself as she remembered how Craig had been a bit grumpy at first being left with the kids while Hailey “swanned off on holiday” as he put it, but seemed to be more content when his parents agreed to take the children for a long weekend to allow him time to explore his new home. "Now get back on that bed like a good girl!" “Oh,” he said. Bernie opened her panty drawer and dug around. It was so cool that I had practiced with you, those pussy two said I am a good kisser.” She was beaming her pride, “I didn’t even remember I have braces and that didn’t stop either of them, did you kiss anybody yet?” She'll be nice and juicy for you when you take her after.” I licked my lips. And it's gently swaying back and forth, down between fetish his legs. I had brought a bottle of Bourbon with me and Mike got some shot glasses and we toasted the new hot tub. Presley felt her body go numb as her father placed the tip of his manhood into her sacred hole. After college, Val had had an unbroken string teen of live-in boyfriends, none of them ever lasting more than a year or so. But understand that if you decline I'm not going to do it at all." She turned to see him but before she could scream he had thrown her onto the bed, pinned her down and put gaffer tape over her Hardcore mouth. My blue balls were crying out for relief, so I decided to try my luck with my massage wife again. He was a full blooded Cliveastone as she'd felt before. She said “fuck me good”. ‘Allison.’ He interrupted. Two minutes later Ben said, She wasn’t a submissive slut, she was a pain slut... specifically she was a spank slut and Sailor Sam was uniquely equipped to BDSM simultaneously drive both the spank side and the slut side of that well over the edge. “Kim, tomorrow I have a project for you to begin. You will never get to first base with any woman if you stare at her body like a hungry wolf eyeing fresh meat. Her mother was making dinner. I’m soaking wet! “Her motor skills are shot,” said CGB moving behind her. Donna came and sat on the lounge beside us. but what to do? “Fatima, how long have you been here?” That sounds like a good idea, Candy thought, I'll use alcohol instead of sex tonight.