Schon standen die drei unmittelbar vor der Decke, auf der Annika und Holger es sich gemütlich gemacht hatten. Es waren grobschlächtige Kerle in grob...n Hemden, verwaschenen Jeans und staubigen Arbeitsschuhen, vermutlich Feldarbeiter, die das Touristenpärchen wortlos anstarrten. Das heißt, ihr Interesse schien sich auf Annika zu beschränken, während sie Holger keines Blickes würdigten. Holger hatte keine Ahnung, was die Typen wollten oder ob das Picknicken hier verboten war. Freundlich begrüßte. I hurt so bad. My whole body was in pain. It was a few minutes before I knew exactly what had happened. George told me I was fucked. I told him I remember him hurting me as he forced his huge dick in and out of my pussy. I told him how bad it hurt and how I begged you to stop. What I didn't know until then was after I passed out he fucked me in my mouth and ass. He had torn me open and shoved that huge cock in my tiny little butt. He buttfucked me. I was out cold.He sat me down on the bed. His. I was damn glad to see that Mr. Murphie of CBS Records was waiting for us outside the limousine. I hoped that he would know the best way to deal with these media people, as none of us had any experience with this type of media event or coverage.“Hello, folks,” Mr. Murphie said as he waved Lynette and Eda over to him after I exited the limo.“Hey, Mr. Murphie,” Sammy replied with a smile as the photographers were snapping pictures of us.“If you don’t mind, just smile for the cameras and let me. Surely, he must be almost there by now.The sounds of shouts on the deck above brought Elaina from her thoughts, and she rushed up to see what the commotion was. On deck, lithe, shirtless Elves dashed about, hauling ropes and clambering about in the rigging while Durien shouted orders from the tiller, his silver hair shining in the late afternoon sunlight.Induin and Liaren dashed up, broad smiles on their stunning, identical faces. “We’re pulling in to shore!” Liaren said excitedly.“We’ll be.