He has invited me up to his lodge for a few days of skiing and great sex. He hinted that he might bring along a couple of his friends to help me satis...y my fantasy of being gang-banged. I mentioned to him that the idea of triple penetration made my pussy drip and he wants to take pictures. I'll bring you some." "That sounds great, Mom. Why don't I invite Betsy over for the weekend and we can see how long it takes to fuck Daddy to his knees?" That's sweet, dear. I'm sure I'll be tired and sore. Not in front of her, please” Wesley begs. He remembers Tasha Yar’s stories of her growing up and being repeatedly gang-raped. Now he was about to be gang-raped and even more humiliating for him the Klingons are going to ravage him in front of Alyssa, the girl of his wet dreams. “No way. Come on, don’t do this. I’m not gay. Please. Oh god, my balls,” Wesley screams as the Klingon holding his dick and balls tightens his death grip on the Wesley’s boyhood. He opens his mouth in a silent scream. Let's enjoy our meal."Our drinks arrived, and she sipped her martini. I felt the drink warm her as it slid down her esophagus. I didn't like the taste, so I countered the gin with root beer."When I picked you for my contact and probed your memories, you weren't married and didn't have a significant other. Has that changed?" Not really." You'd also quit drinking, but that's changed." Not really. I let myself indulge in a drink once in a while." Oh, fuck! The drinking comment refers to that party. . Hey, look at the pink elephant over there!" Do you think I'm three years old or something? Are you going to try to poison BOTH cups? That's not going to work. Decide." It bought me a few more minutes. I figure if I can keep this up for another 47 hours and 50 minutes then I won't have to make a choice." Even you can't talk that long. I'll give you one more chance before I decide for you." And how will you decide for me?" I'm bigger and stronger than you, plus I have ropes and handcuffs. I.