The latter stroked my feet and showed their clear desire to tickle my soles: they and I knew it, but no one else noticed. I was already a safe prey if...they wanted to be predators of my body. The clothing stores were uneven: too many people or different saleswomen, not so good, but it was still possible to do some flirting there. The best were the exclusive women's boutiques especially those with lingerie. I joked with the girls and went in and out of the changing rooms each time to ask the. The door closed. He started rubbing his cock from outside his jeans. I was completely oblivious to the man’s presence. I then shoved all five fingers in my pussy. I screamed in pleasure. The man unzipped his jeans, and started stroking his hard fat cock. A small pool of my pussy juice was forming below me. I began trying to shove my whole fist in my pussy. It was too tight, but I kept pushing. ‘ohhh.’ The man groaned. I didn’t hear anything. My other hand started rubbing my nipples. I licked. The other guns started to fire, chuffing loudly and filling the air with the crack-crack-crack. Dey looked at her fingers.[This is awesome!]Grr, bitter A.I, grr, Loki said. Human, standing there while I do all the calculations. I should let some of these hit your butt.[Hah! You fool, A.I, don’t you know, coloring my ass just makes me sexier. Can you picture me as an Andorian, like Captain Svinti?]A paintball skimmed along her nose, not breaking, but enough to leave a slight stinging pain. She. The judge pointed out to me that we did have her in on a technicality, so he could only bring himself to sentence her to 100 blows, instead of the 200 maximum.The setup was the same as we had used for the union boss in Miami: the St. Andrews cross on a small stage. The woman was frog-marched in, fighting her guards all the way and screaming that she had the protection of the New York bosses. She was fastened to the cross and her red jumpsuit was cut away. This seemed to be the first time that.