....''''good ? It is good say it , say it''''yes good like this slow please mike i never did this ''''I know i know , i want ur virgin pink cunt '' ''... wanna be the first in there''''woo woo slow ahhhh shit mike ahhhh ahhhh ahhhhh''''yes baby get that toy in there, get it in your pussy boy i love boy pussy you will see how i love tight pink boy pussy''''ah ahhhh ahhhh ahhh h shit mikkkke wait wait ''it was all in , all up his tight ass, mike getting the panty back in place , the toy kept inon. I drew her to me and kissed her, deep. It wasn’t my favourite flavour, but if she could take it so could I.“Breakfast in fifteen,” her mother’s voice announced from downstairs.“Time to get moving,” I said, “do you want to go first?”She did, of course, so by the time she had finished I had to rush to get downstairs in time.Her mother had gone for the full English, suggesting that perhaps we were sick of weedy little continental breakfasts of cheese, ham and bread.“That wasn’t always what I had. Wrist-and-ankle cuffs come next, joinedby leather thongs, wet from being dropped in the pond. The cuffs gobehind your smooth back, joined to the collar so that you have to holdthem up, just above the small of your back. It's a little uncomfortable,but not too bad.A thong is tied around your waist, then another is tied to the front ofit. It runs back between your legs, up the crack of your ass, and on upto your collar, forcing you to stand with your back straight. Then oneend of a longer thong. There were no windows in the troop bay, but the flames that had blasted the cockpit window had been replaced with a green glow.Finally the landing gear extended with a mechanical clunk, and they felt the vessel bounce as it landed on solid ground, relief washing over them as the landing ramp began to lower. Their relief was short-lived however, as a wash of damp, clammy air that stank of rotting vegetation flooded the bay. There was a chorus of exclamations and complaints as the team unfastened.