But even wearing the ring he’s too much of a threat to ignore, and I cautiously turn back again, keeping a watchful eye. The man has sunk down, making no effort to move further into the room, and sits back against the blast door with his collage head turned away. I understand what he is doing. He will try to avoid staring at us, thinking of us as women, in case the sight of our bodies is sexually arousing to him. This male is not to be left alone, however. Ja-alixxe has leaped up from her bedroll, and is sashaying across to him. She has her arms by her sides, and she crosses our pen in as provocative a manner as possible. She has found a source of sport. “Leave him be, Ja-Alixxe,” I complain halfheartedly. I know what the bounty hunter plans to do. I can see from her cruel smile. Ja-alixxe is going to deliberately outdoor arouse the man until he suffers the agonizing pain from his control ring activating. “What’s your story, handsome?” she says, putting on a seductive voice. Her hip was cocked, her pussy almost at the level of his face. He’d only have to lean forward to get couple an obscene view under her wrap, but he keeps his gaze high to maintain eye contact instead. When she gets closer to him, Ja-Alixxe frowns. “I know your face,” she says, puzzled. “Where do I know you from?” “You’re mistaken, I’m nobody,” the man says quickly in a trembling voice, but it’s obvious he’s lying, and he’s oddly familiar to me too. Women move closer to look, and that’s when it happens. “Wait - that’s Leshan!” Tasha Castelaine, the beautiful career woman says. “That’s one of the Hunters.” “No!” the man pleads, sounding close to terror, but it is too late. “It is him!” agrees Palonae, and the moment Tasha said the name I am sure too. We can all see it now, and in the instant of our recognition any chance of kindness to him has evaporated. The Slavers of Aghara-Penthay present a united face against the galaxy, but behind the facade they are a highly hierarchical and factionalized organization. While the numbers of men who would identify themselves as a Slaver run into the thousands, each man also feels a strong sense of connection to one of the five Slaver clans. The five clan leaders are The Hunters and party are the elite who have the privilege of compete to be first to catch each one the ten women in the Rape Run. During the Rape Run the Hunters will set out into The Zone accompanied by a retinue of men and slaves, but it is only the Hunter himself is permitted to enjoy the moment of restraining, violating and then enslaving a Runner who falls captive. Thus the competition in The Rape Run takes place on two levels. The women (the Runners) move from hiding place to hiding place in The Zone, attempting to be the last to evade capture – knowing that only when their nine sisters have been degraded and just one remains unshackled and indian out of custody will she be permitted to go free. From the Hunters side, they compete to capture the most women, or they spend their time pursuing sex a female of particular interest to them. He was smiling at them. Stepping inside and closing the party door he looked at her with sex a frightening stern look making her think she has fucked up. It was such a delight to be his. The older male finally finished. The feel of a strange cock inspired her sucking. The boy was obedient, though it hurt a little to shove his naked dick into the carpet. “Relax ladies; you’re not going to get raped here; although I doubt that it would be rape; just have you goodies groped; all just a bit of harmless fun but at the same time it can be quite pleasurable. “I've always had a crush on you and... and... He turned the water on and then his lips slammed against mine again. Now, just lower your chest so your nipples are barely touching the seat of the chair. She cried, begged and what not but I didn't let it go. When that happened, her whole body stiffened collage in a pleasure I could only imagine. She sits there, letting the water cascade over her body as she admonishes herself for having such lewd thoughts about her teenage son. It seems that the movie they intended to see was sold out so they came home unexpectedly. “I will dump so much jizz into your hot, little asshole, whore,” he growled into my ear as his crotch spanked my rump with every thrust. We went swimming alot, showered together when we got out, Memories flashed inside his brain - starting at childhood until it reached the present day. Just another thing she had to clean later. "No keep telling me to fuck you and say it loud" June knew what she wanted. She didn’t want to hurt the baby but she was waning fast. Don't you want him on top of you, Krystal? Pulling couple hard he buckles the strap behind her head. As she stood, some of my seed spilled out onto the floor. However I didn’t relent because aunt did not try pushing me away and kept her hands firmly clasped behind her back. “Hard to say. "Losing track huh . . . There was a third guard doing indian rounds that came back. Fun and full of life. “Mmm, you're going to go home to your girlfriend with his cum in your pussy. I have to get it.” I nodded and followed her into the hall. Deana's mean face turned to a grin. “God, you’re cool.” I sighed, “You’re like a fucking movie character.” She soon lost all track of time. His hand slid her panties down to the top of her thighs. She's feasting on my daughter.” “I can’t wait to see what we do with Mistress next,” said Peter. They lay then, holding each other, content with their passion. Once they had gone he continues till with a gasp he withdrew his cock and shot outdoor two spurts of filthy come over my face before ramming back into my face.