I craved!!My lips sealed around her cock as Sam pumped jets of sticky sweet cum into my greedy mouth, and I swallowed my creamy reward.I slid up besid... Samantha and kissed her soft lips.I felt so content with my belly full of Sam’s warm seed.I settled beside her and we went back to sleep. The knocking on the door woke me a few hours later. I jumped up out of bed and grabbed the white robe, holding it loosely against me. I wiggled my bare, round ass as I left the room, in case Samantha was. "Oh, I bought her in Tokyo for my daughter, Becky," Daddy nodded to the little freckle face who had made herself at home on the reporter's lap."That's because I did everyone I was told," Becky beamed up at the pretty interviewer."She came with me on a business trip and I must admit she was the bell to be balled that week. Without her, I doubt if we could have landed the hovercar account." Good for you!" The reporter stroked her long red hair. "Did you like doing all those businessmen?" Well,. Yesterday’s battle had been brief, designed to salvage a little honour rather than to provide any real opposition to the invaders. Afterwards the city fathers had been quick to accept the terms offered by the Bastard Duke. But, small though the bloodshed may have been, some men had been sacrificed. Among the dead was her Markko, her betrothed. Desolate, unable to settle, dressed only in a shift and plain kirtle, she idly roamed the narrow, twisting streets her mind filled with visions of her. 'No. No, what are you doing? No. You didn't shoot at me did you? You didn't try to hit me, did you?' 'Hey Chris, baby, you dumb cunt. If I'd wanted to hit you you'd have a hole in you now.' She yelled back. 'No, no, please. I'll stop running. I give up. I shouldn't have tried to get away.' 'Sorry bitch. It doesn't work that way now. You tried to run so you fucking better make it good and keep on going. I'm going to fucking hunt you. You hear me, fucking hunt you like an.