A shot or two to the power plant and a boarding party would be enough. Ashley could be taken or she and the Heir murdered along with the rest of us. I... taken, the Heir would be the ticket for the pirates to claim Zheeyad's throne. How many people know we have custody of an Heir?" That's paranoia!" Manchester snapped."Paranoia is Peter's profession," Medical Technician Kelsey Wright said as she lead Ashley into the common room. "Let's make a bet. If Peter is correct, if there is an ambush. You are my Bahu….not wife….You are my son’s wife.” he said but still looked at my breasts. His hands trembled and he made no move to go away. I touched his though again and this time my hand brushed against his cock which seemed enormous. Rishma aunty was not incorrect when she had described it as “Donkey’s Lund”My cunt creamed in my shorts as his cock raised its head in his pajamas. I waslooking at his crotch.He moaned softly as I handled his cock with delicacy. The reason for the moaning was. "I bet you've been having the boy fuck you for year" haven't you slut"? I did manage to say no before she cut me of with a sarcastic "Yea sure" Any bitch can ride a dick like I just saw you do has been riding the real thing", "or maybe you haven't, but I bet you would like to." "is that it sissy?" You haven't had any real dick yet but you been wishing you could." That's when she saw the pictures. "Whats this?' You've been looking at these while you fuck yourself with you little toy." :It can't. My penis had been sucked into some warm, wet, pulsating tunnel from above, and my balls had been similarly sucked, almost painfully, into some pulsing clutch from below.But oh ... that felt good. I tried thrusting my hips, but the chair was so tight that I couldn't move a millimeter.And then, as I had expected, a well lubricated rubber probe pushed up from the seat and very slowly, almost gently, pierced my anus, slowly spreading my sphincter as it delved deeper and deeper. It was ribbed.I.