"Jill and I were planning to stay the night, but we can go to Lisa's house if you'd rather."Aunt Jane and Uhuru had let themselves slide off the float...ng mattress and Aunt Jane had come off to the edge of the pool and climbed out. Uhuru, embarrassed, stayed in the water."No, it's we who should go," offered Aunt Jane. "Uh, this is Uhuru M'Boto. He's my boyfriend." Oh, it's great to meet you, Uhuru," said Jill, trying to break the ice. "I'm Jill and this is my husband, Joe." Yes, Joe is my. There is no such thing as raping a concubine in the Confederacy. Any more than in old times a slave had any say in who she or he had sex with. That is our purpose. Well not really. Our purpose is supposedly breeding stock for more humans to be at the pointy end of the stick against the Sa'arm. I really think we're going to have to work that one through a bit more. There are far too many people who see us as disposable property. If Bob or Bill had been able to perform with a woman even they. We're both talking too much. Putting off decisions I guess." I promise I won't kiss you." Ah, a real gentleman." So?" So what?" So, do you want me to touch you?" Oh me. I shouldn't be saying this, but do it slowly. There's just enough light. I want to watch your hands. I'm just testing my theory of clinical sex with the emotion removed." I understand." No you don't. You just want to touch my boobs. I don't understand what I just said myself." Ok, watch my hand." Slowly, slowly you're almost to. The crowds cheered and I stood there gobsmacked as I couldn’t believe Rihanna was up there doing this. She looked so hot and so in her element now.The guys surrounded her and moved in, they grabbed her, lifted her up with ease and lay her out on the stage couch. Hands were all over her and some were kissing her body and her mouth.I could hear Rihanna gasping and moaning softly as Paul was eating out her tight pussy relentlessly.I could write for days about what happened to her over the next.