I became acutely aware that my tiny nipples, having been released from my corset, were rock hard as well and were rubbing against Booth's hard muscle-...ound chest every time he thrust into me. The arousal proved too much for my 18-year old body and I came hard. My cum splashed upon my tummy and splattered Booth’s already sweat-soaked torso.I screamed out in pleasure, digging my nails deeper into his muscled back. At the same time my hole clamped down on the captain’s powerful cock, trying to. "Renoir sat the camera on the stand beside the bed. He caught her hips and pulled her up on to his thighs. He picked the camera back up, "This is going to hurt quite a bit Chloe. You're really much too small for this fat cock, Chloe, but since you lied. You've got to take it anyways." Chloe suddenly felt the large muscle he'd spoken of. It was pressed against her opening. He pulled the foreskin back and pointed the camera at her slit. He ran a finger down it until he pushed it through the tight. The second brought anger. The third, rage. They wouldn't get a fourth- the boss was very clear on that.Giovanni wasn't a very forgiving man at the best of times, and he had invested a good deal of capital in this project. If they failed- well you didn't expect to get out of this alive.In another room, your colleague worked tirelessly to make something work. To discover a permutation that they missed, a combination in the genome that could unlock the secrets to cloning.You wish them the best of. They had thick leather collars on their wrists and ankles, too. They neither spoke nor moved.A woman brought me a drink on a golden tray. She was naked and I first saw her bloated stomach heavy with child. She, too, wore leathers. When I looked up at her face, it was last month’s Playmate. As I looked around the living room, I saw the whole house was full of pregnant women in leathers. All their faces had the same dead expression, as if they were zombies or robots, programmed for a master’s.