” A couple of the guys went over to Dee and helped her up with one under each of her arms. Then they bent her face first over the branch, a cloth ha... been placed over the branch to stop its abrasion. Then they tied ropes around her wrists before joining them together. Then ropes were tied around her ankles and her legs pulled apart. A couple of pegs had been placed in the ground and the ropes were tied around them. Her waist was then fastened with a couple of straps around the broken branch.. She grabbed a warm blanket and returned to the sofa downstairs. She popped on her box set of "True Blood" which served as a welcomed distraction from the stormy environment. Katie lost herself in lust for her two favorite characters and began compiling a daydream in her mind. Just as she was getting to the intimate climax of her story Katie heard a violent knocking at the front door. Startled and confused she leaped from the sofa spilling the last drop of her shiraz in the process. She. But she was desperate to have that pulsating dick inside her twat. She stood, turned and lowered herself onto him. It was a perfect fit: rubbing the edges of her pussy, stretching it as she got more and more turned on, and her twat closed in it. Mike grabbed the bedcovers, desperate to keep this most amazing pleasure going. ‘Fuck!’ he screamed. But it was too much: he slammed his feet into the ground, unloaded thick jets of spunk deep into her sweet pussy. Back in the present, Helen waved away. “I didn’t want to out you before it came up in conversation, Chief, but your girlfriend has pretty good taste in shampoos.”“Well, I appreciate your discretion,” he replied. “Although it’s not much of a secret. I work with a lot of Borealans, and the nose always knows, as they say. Ah, we’re here.”They turned off the street and made their way into a matte white building that protruded from the hull. As they proceeded deeper into the facility, the unmistakable crack of railgun fire became more.