I don’t care what they were before – your wife, your mother-in-law – hell, your mother – I don’t care what they were down on Earth before yo... joined the Confederacy. All of that ended when you left the planet. As of now, they are property. Your property. You are responsible for them and all they do. If they fart in a place where it isn’t allowed, you are the one who will be reprimanded. I assume you will reprimand them in kind. They have no rights under Confederate law, so you can discard them. I looked in the bathroom, I saw her reflection in the mirror. She was leaning over the sink with a powderpuff in her hand, she dabbed it on her face and a little cloud of powder puffed off. I left the door and sat on the bed. In the corner of the room was a red overstuffed chair, and beside it was a tall lamp, and in the other corner of the room was a wardrobe, no doubt filled with sexy outfits and lingerie.The door to the bathroom open and Icould hear Ginger blow out a candle. When she. I let Jenna go for another minute and then pulled the cock out with a pop. "Get up on the bed, baby," I growled. "I need to fuck you. NOW."She spread her legs wide and said "I'm your slut. You can do anything to me. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard."The cock slid easily into her and she moaned, thrusting up to meet me. I began to fuck her, increasing my speed. Each thrust into her was thrusting back into me. She was wild underneath me, bucking and panting. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I. Eric handed me a tube of lube. I rubbed a little between my legs, then guided Mike's cock inside me. I leaned forward to allow him to suck my nipples and slowly slid up and down him. It felt like heaven. Over at the hot tub, the two women had stopped making out, and were watching us, their dripping breasts resting on the side of the tub. Eric got to his knees behind me, and parted my firm cheeks with his hands. He began to probe my little asshole with his tongue, moving up and down in time with.