This went on for what seemed like ages as I was transfixed on his hands and at the same time the clock on the wall, almost forgetting to time him in h...s progress. I heard a gentle moan and looked back as his finger slide inside Rachel, parting her lips and pressing upwards against her nub while the thumb continued to slide around the entrance. She was noticably wet now and by the expressing on Eric's face he was enjoying his work.One minute forty and his finger was sliding ever deeper inside,. Her legs were small but did not have an ounce of fat. She pushed her legs apart. wiidely bending her knees up so she had her face between her legs.As this was going on Casey’s hands had made their way to Angelia’s breasts under her little top. Medium sized rock hard breasts with nipples now so erect they could cut glass. Casey gently fondled these perfect tits and tweeked the nipples. Angelia was rapidly building up to an orgasm she had never ever experienced before. The bathing suit top. The law that prevailed most strongly in Paradise was that no faith or religion had any sway over the practices or interests of another. Nonetheless, this didn't prevent the Soldiers of Christ punishing the reprobate as best they could when their actions could be disguised in the midst of the harsh exercises they practised together. The traitor was soon so badly injured that he spent the majority of his stay in Paradise not in double gravity, but in the more weightless surroundings of the space. It was three forty-five before Carlotta Castellano got out of bed. Her head was throbbing, her mouth was dry, and she wasn’t alone.Carlotta loved her job. No, more than that - her job was her life. It was always on her mind, whether she was at the store, vegging out in front of the TV, even on a date: her job was always there, tucked away in the corner of her brain.Except last night.For some reason, last night she hadn’t thought about work at all. She’d done something that she couldn’t remember.