"Fire a photonic missile at the last ship, fifty percent yield." Missile away, already adjusting course." Trigon replied.A moment later, there was a b...ight explosion, the back half of one of the hips was blown away. Almost immediately there was a huge barrage of weapons firing on the spot they had been in.A growl escaped Wren's throat, "ok they want to play, target the lead four ships. I am tired of playing with these idiots, I suggest high enough yield to get their attention." Compliance. In the afterglow as we wind down in the shower alcove together Elise asks, “We are not finished with you yet. Can you get it up again for us? I want you on your back while Mary fucks you while you lick my cunt lips and Lord Michael watches. Did you enjoy her St Trinians look? She has a very good body for a fiftyish woman.”“What can we do to help you get your nine-inch erection back? Lots of men in London would pay hundreds of pounds to watch this,” Elise smiles wickedly as I enjoy watching her. This was a guy who probably didn't know how to spell his name at this particular moment, much less remember anything in the morning. I felt myself being a bit cliche-ish. I hated him because I loved him. "Kyle?" I went tense. I hoped he hadn't heard anything that I just said. I went to my bed, acting as if I had not heard what he had just said. I thought, 'You were suppose to be asleep, dammit.' "Kyle, I heard that," he said, his words still slurred. Damn him! I know I heard a smile in that. The size of her clitoris started growing and getting engorged. At this moment she started shaking her hips vigorously and after a few seconds she slumped like a rag doll getting her first test of real orgasm (as she later told me). Then I slowly entered her by lifting her legs over my shoulder. Her vagina was a little loose due to her recent delivery but still my penis was filling her up fully and when I fully entered my organ into her she became restless again by starting strokes herself. I.