“I’m a dirty pain slut only good for you to use and abuse.” She said her voice cracking.I spat on her again, “that’s right you’re just a f...ckhole for me to punish.” Sophie started crying and I felt bad thinking I had taken it a little too far. I quickly moved over near the tap picked up a towel and wet it a little. I moved back over to Sophie, “I’m sorry I took it too far.” I said softly as I started to wipe my spit and cum from her face.“I don’t know why I’m crying.” She said through her. Her waist was a perfect hourglass, her thick thighs supporting her massive body, her long legs tapering into those oddly dainty hooves.The more he looked at her, the more attractive she became, and he had to shake his head in an attempt to dispel his arousal lest she sense it. He wasn’t sure if she had to concentrate or whether it came easily to her. Perhaps she wouldn’t notice his peeping if she was occupied with another task.She returned to the table before long, placing a plate piled high. ” I had just about enough time to collect my leave orders from the orderly room, pack, shower and shave before I drove to Base Operations leaving my Fiat 500 in the parking lot secure in the knowledge it would be okay there as al, the sky cops on base knew my car. A quick piece of apple pie washed down by a cup,of coffee in the Base Ops Cafeteria and it was time to board the aircraft along with the fifteen footballers plus aircrew and we lifted off headed for England. DC54s are not noted for. The seeds of this change were planted two weeks ago-or, to be moreaccurate, four hundred years ago, when I traveled back in time to preventthe assassination of the thirty-fifth president of the United States,John Fitzgerald Kennedy.Although time travel has been possible for decades, it is not allowedexcept under strict government supervision-fear of the "butterfly effect"and all. But I am part of a small dedicated group that spent severalyears covertly acquiring the apparatus that would allow.