Her back and thighs, shredded by the cat, looked like hamburger in stark contrast to her, white and untouched, voluptuous white ass. Jane lightly touc...ed her upper back with the tip of her finger; even that lightest touch elicited a moan of pain from the prostrate girl. Brett returned pushing a small cot on wheels. It resembled a stretcher, of the kind you might find in a public clinic, in one of our inner cities. Its surface was lightly padded and it had, as its only modification, at the head. “Yes, you...”My words trailed off. Metal clinked. Boots thudded. Soldiers approached. I turned around as the Doge's bronze-armored guards burst into the ballroom, each carrying partisans, long spears with sharp protrusions at the base of the metal blade for parrying swords.“Knight-Errant Angela,” their commander, armed with a sword belted to his side and marching at the front, “you are under arrest by order of his excellency, Doge Aurelius of Raratha.”“Pater's cock,” I groaned. And then my. I sat up and scooted down the table, so that my feet were off the edge, resting on the stool that she used when she worked on my feet. She looked at me in the mirror on the back of the door in front of us, sadness in her expression. Then she moved her head and neck a little, as if they were stiff, so I put my hands on her shoulders and used my thumbs gently on the tight muscles. She closed her eyes and leaned back against me so I could continue. "Sven, don't stop..." she said quietly. "Mix me a. ” take your sweet little ass!” i said. She looked at me over her shoulder and said, “please dont, ive never been fucked in the ass before!” I told her that it was too bad. I spat in my hand and lubricated my dick a bit. I slowly crawled foward and heard her tearing up a little and saying not to do it, but i did it anyway. I grabbed her hips with my big hands and jammed the tip of my love pole into her ass. I pushed it in farther and farhter until i was up to the hilt..