He spent longer than usual checking hers, and when he was done he unlocked her from the frame, opened the door next to it, and ushered them out withou... a word.He led them through a hallway to an airlock door. It opened automatically, hissing as the pressure on both sides stabilized. On the other side was a large room with tubes at the other end. Five capsules were positioned with their fronts in each tube. Inside each capsule were five seats. As the girls walked forward the guard stayed at the. Beneath the small bush of black hair, her cunt was beautiful small outer lips framing larger and slightly open inner lips with a very pronounced clitoris, already peeking out from under its hood. Very different from Traceys, whose outer lips totally conceal the inner lips until the are separated. Tracey sat on the floor beside me, watching intently as I began to enjoy the delicious flavour and aroma of her girlfriend, slowly using the tip of my tongue to travel from her arsehole to her cunt. We rarely heard from her after that but whenever she called, she seemed as though she was enjoying herself. At any rate, the week after I graduate college, we got the news that she had died in a boating accident. A week after the funeral, her lawyer informed me that she had left her photography studio and house to me. He provided me with a letter from my aunt and let me know that my aunt had asked that I read it.The envelope with the letter contained a pass card to Eden Valley and read:“Sam, if. John pulled me to the edge of the bed and forced my feet toward my head with my ankles still spread and wrists still restrained to my ankles. I shuttered violently as I felt something touching my pussy. "Don't you dare cum yet, Whore." John barked. I did my best to prevent my orgasm but I was not sure that was possible. I felt my wet pussy spreading and at first thought it was John's cock. But the spread continued, and continued and I realized it had to be a dildo. I would see later that the.