I accidentally let out a moan, and you respond with a harsh smack to the back of my thighs. “Now that you’re all nice and marred u... for me, I’d appreciate if you would be a good little girl… Keep fighting back and I’ll have to do something that will remind you of what your place is.” You utter, while running your fingers down the reddened flesh exposed to you. “Well then, sir, what is that place..?” I retort, with a tone of sass, purposefully egging you on. . She looked quitecapable of handling any trouble with her laser pistol and truncheon,"Careful there Bronson, she is from a Merchant Cruiser, I doubt that sheis willing from the way that she carries herself," John chuckled as heremembered more than a few times that he had seen such a display in theseedy streets of the star port."Sho?" Bronson then began to greedily down the contents of his flagon.['A challenge will be nice for a change from diving into the slavepits.']['Damn it all!! I have to. We had a lot of fun doing that. Yeah I could do that." Now who am I supposed to meet? Will it be someone in a Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm outfit?" Well there might be more than one in that kind of outfit, but then I wouldn't know that for sure, now would I?"I shook my head and said slowly, "No ma'am. I'm sure that you wouldn't know anything about that. Thank you for your interest in my welfare." Now why in the world would I have any interest in your welfare Mr. Wilson? I was just talking about a. ” She returned to her task, teasing me with her tongue, before finally taking me into her mouth. “I’ll never get all of it in.” She lamented. “I like what you’re doing.” I encouraged. “Don’t sweat it.” She did manage about half, and worked me over enthusiastically, slurping and sucking until I grunted and filled her warm, willing mouth with my cum. She sat up, smiling, a small trickle of semen trailing down her chin. She felt it, swooped it up with a finger and stuck it in her mouth. “Quite a.