I didn’t want people to see I had a hard cock if it got to that hardness. I opened my eyes and I looked down at my lap and I had a huge tent in my t...wel! It was so tented that my cock head was exposed and part of my shaft could be seen at the right angle from the side. The parents of the Latino family had headed out however the brother and sister were on the opposite side of the stone lounger chairs sitting in regular chairs chatting and drinking Tea. I looked over at them and they both were. “Alright, everyone, we need to determine what else needs to be done before we leave for Earth. Cindy, will you please make a list of the items we mention.“To start off with; I need to check with my parents, to ensure everything is okay with them, and to see what they may need from me. I assume that everyone has been storing their purchases in their storage shelter, so we need to get that before we leave. The three bodyguards going with us will need energy rifles, so we need to stop off at the. Then she began kicking my cock and balls again. This time it wasn’t a dance. It was an assault. She didn’t bother to alternate feet. She just kept kicking my balls with her right foot--her best foot.Soon, my balls were a livid red and my cock was bruised with the countless times Layla’s shoe had slammed into it. I hung there exhausted.“Just ten more kicks, Chris,” Layla said. Then I’ll be done with you. And I wanted you to beg for each one.”“Please kick my balls, Mistress Layla,” I begged.“As. ."Beautiful, ladies!" the agency's photographer (not my ex-boyfriendPaul, thank god- he was one of the 'defections' to Constellation) saysas he takes a photo of all of us in our t-shirts."Since when did partying become work?" I ask, making Krystie giggledespite herself."Since we became a tensome and there's hardly any time when we're alltogether," the tall dance teacher replies."And besides," Viks says as she tries to stretch her t-shirt over herswollen, baby-filled belly, "these t-shirts are.