He wasn’t sure if the ecstasy would ever stop. Ashley smirked, “Look at that little slut go. Oh baby! She’s such a little whore! Oh yeah He...! Work that big studding cock, you foxy tramp! Fuck him till he’s dry you naughty little turbo slut! Oooooo Heather! You’re such a wicked little whore! Go girl go!! Buck looked at Ashley who was still holding heather’s sexy legs back. He chuckled, “She takes to it like a duck to water.” Ashley snickered, “Yeah, I know. Heather’s a naughty. Let it go. My dick kept pumping as he moved his finger in and out of my butt. Wiping me clean, he said to come and get dressed. My knees were so wobbly I could barely walk. Dressing he gave the money we agreed on. Mr king said why don't you come back next week. I have some other things I'd like you to do around the house. The week seemed to take forever to go by. Saturday morning I woke up early. I headed to Mr kings house as quick as I could. Knocking on the door, Mr king opened it in his. Once all the piercings were complete, she fed the spikes through the holes, and then locked them in place with small steel balls. She moved on to the next piercing, sliding the needle through the hood of Sammy's clit, which she then filled with a large steel bar. Renee then moved to the left side of the bed, and placed a similar bar through Sammy's left nipple. She repeated this on the other side, and then started to clean up her cart. "I've got the piercings in, so if you're ready to move on,". Captain Marlon was in another of his towering rages — a common occurrence these days. This latest tantrum had been occasioned by the discovery that Simeone was missing.The ship's AI had scanned the entire vessel and had confirmed that Simeone was no longer aboard. It had also verified that none of the Scout's shuttles or emergency pods were missing. Simeone had either: leapt from a docking port to his death; disappeared into thin air; or somehow been tele-ported from the ship.The fact that.