"My turn to do some of the work." she laughs.She sits in almost a indian style position and puts her legs under my lower back, and the slowly slides m... inside of her. I am just completely in pleasure trying to hold out as long as possible. She bounces up and down on me as fast and hard as she can. I feel her juices from her soaked pussy dripping down my balls. I try to hold on as long as possible as shes taking her nails up and down my chest. I am in complete heaven between her riding my cock. She was now totally naked and her dance had them all silent, watching her tanned body move, her thighs and bottom tensing as she danced, her breasts swaying and bouncing with her movement. Each of them was thinking of what he was going to do to her when his turn came.They were calling to her and amongst themselves, "look at the arse on that, isn't it just waiting to be fucked, I bet she has a juicy cunt, look at that mouth, I bet she gives fantastic head, look at those tits, I want to twist her. She did not think like a concubine. She accessed the tactical situation. If there was any chance she could defeat the guards and escape she would take it. Her submissive walk, was a strategic retreat based on being terribly outnumbered, nothing more. She had striven so hard to build the perfect body, muscle by muscle. It was meant for killing men, now it only amused them. Despite her degrading nudity, she still walked with the haughty arrogance of a Queen. She looked her nose down at such. The man knew that figure very well."Vivian!" he yelled the name of his right hand woman.Along with that shout, he sent a hot plasma from his rifle towards the fox. She yelped and jumped to the side to avoid it, away from the downed minion. He used that opportunity to rushed to Vivian's side. She appeared to be unconscious, her breathing shallow. Even with protective suit that he had given her, Vivian suffered quite terrible burn injuries. After all, the suit he supplied her with wasn't equipped.