She was asking what we were doing that evening and was wanting to know if we were game for a hang out. She had some questions about the current situat...on, the people panic buying everything, and if we had any suggestions for what she should go out and buy just in case. I of course agreed that she should come over. Robin giggled and said sure, and planned a time. Of course, after getting off the phone my wife gave me hell. She knows I think her sister is hot and I would fuck her in a heart beat.. Slavers are coming for me, I scream in silent panic. And when the door to my cell opens, just as I’d dreaded it is not the familiar beautiful face of the bounty hunter I see. The person before me wears a breathing mask that completely surrounds the head, and a dark brown jumpsuit that protects the body from any exposure to the air.In his hand is a weapon, held like a baton, a prod or goad where the wielder can stimulate pain receptors by squeezing the handle.A blast gun is also at this person’s. Soon is was tenting hispant leg obviously."I guess a short relaxing soak would be alright" theRanger said removing his shirt. The man was veryyoung barely out of high school by the looks of him.His athletic body was bronzed by the sun except forhis midsection which remained covered by his shorts.With his clothes removed the Ranger sat down next toTravis allowing his legs to dangle in the water.Travis was still stroking his cock as the young mansat nervously with his own hard meat bouncing. He does looks like a god after all. She is pinned against the wall, next to the door. Zayne’s face comes within inches of hers. “I’m going to pass you off to Rob,” he says, his tone marked with a bit of sadness. “He’ll quell that rebellious nature out of you. He did with so with Lisa.” He kisses Page. The kiss is desperate and longing. And it is interrupted when the door opens abruptly.“Zayne,” Rob says, stepping out partially. He leans against the opposite side of the door frame, his eyes.