Why the hell had fearless leader Don made them meet here, instead of down in one of the large rooms in the heart of the ship? Sean's eyes slid over to...the fool in question, sitting at the head of the table. Maybe he figured that by crowding them together they'd look like a larger force. Or, it would be harder to pull a weapon."I told you before," Don replied, calmly. "They were going to get a missile lock on us. It was either take them out or face the same fate as Garon." His eyes focused. "Hello handsome." Her voice was rich like a red velvet cake, and just as sweet. She gave me yet another wide-mouthed smile as I sat down on the stool beside hers. She opened her purse lying on the bar and produced a cigarette. Suddenly I remembered that I myself didn't smoke, but spotted a book of matches on the bar behind her. Without a word I quickly reached past her and grabbed the matches. My head swam as I watched her toy with her cigarette. She held it delicately between her fingers and. I came down between her legs and she was just talking to herself. I got hold of her legs put a pillow under her hips put her legs on my shoulder and then my dick head on her cunt opening and started pushing it in slowly, she screamed “kiyun lihaz kar rahe ho iss ka kiya tumhari maan ki choot hai jo itna khiyal aa raha hai.” She moaned and said “zore ka Dhaka maro nikal do meri cheekhein.” I pulled my dick back and then pushed it hard into her it was all in her in one stroke. She continued to stare at him with Her chocolate brown eyes, rimmed lightly in black. Her dark hair a mass of waves framing Her face, caressing Her cheeks. She wasn't dressed the way he had expected, all in black with leather wrapping Her body. Instead She had on a black blazer, and a pair of jeans, not what he was thinking at all. "Is that any way to greet your Mistress, pet?" she asked him."Oh crap!" he thought as he immediately dropped to his knees. "I apologize, Mistress" he said with.