He was likely dead 'fore he hit the ground."She nodded."I'm sorry," I said, petting her hip, feeling my lust flame up."Um," she said, "part a'being a ...oldier." We were betrayed, tricked," I said. "Damn shame." Go clean up," she said with a tight smile, "and come make love to me."She did not have to tell me twice. I plunged myself in the cold creek, scraped off my whiskers, found some nearly clean britches and another of my long tailed shirts a lissome lady had sewed up for me, and was back at. They have guns pointed at you and the rest of the people around. Apparently the Villains were holding up the entire place. With threats of burning/gunning everyone down. "FUCKING STAY BACK OR THIS GUY'S HEAD IS GOING TO BE SALSA ON THE FUCKING FLOOR!" The Villain yelled. Pointing a gun at your head while the heroes stood back. "LUNAR FALL!" Suddenly a seemingly feminine blur quickly drop kicked the poor bastard. You could even hear a crack of the impact and when he hit the concrete. His fellow. My sexy wife was obviously responding to the finger fucking that the black guy was giving her. His mate meanwhile had knelt down and he was sucking Ana’s hardened nipples. The huge guy whispered something to his mate and they both turned to look at me. Obviously thinking I was still passed out., one of them took out his dick and climbed onto the couch between my wife’s spread thighs…He leaned over Ana, holding his dick with his huge dark hand. I watched mesmerized as I saw him inserting that. It took him a moment to remember where he was, and what had happened, the memories coming flooding back to him. The slip-space rupture, the crash ... where was the rest of his squad? The monitors and readouts were all either too damaged to make out, or hissing with static, and his comms were completely shot.Through the cracked glass of his canopy, he could see the street a good distance below him. He was high off the ground, had his drop pod somehow embedded itself into the side of a building?.