Sie hatte sich nur auf die Schnelle einen Bademantel übergestreift und begrüßte die Freunde mit einem Küsschen. „Hey, Inge, was hast du denn da ...ür schicke Stiefel drunter?“, fiel Tim sofort auf, „zeig mal her.“ Ein wenig zögernd öffnete Inge den Mantel ein wenig. Den beiden Männern fielen fast die Augen aus dem Kopf, als sie die Schnürung der Stiefel sahen und weiter oben die schwarzen halterlosen Strümpfe.„Los setzt Euch“, forderte ich die Gäste auf, „Inge soll jetzt mal für uns jetzt einen. Your pussy hungers to be shoved full of hard man-meat. I can feel it.” He grunted as he began a punishing rhythm, fucking her savagely, his cock plowing into her tight pussy with unyielding force. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. Each time he fucked her, his testicles swung and slapped against her thighs. The cadence of her high-pitched, tortured grunts and his deeper grunts filled the room like a twisted symphony. Meanwhile Amy braced herself. The spread-eagled blonde could do nothing but watch Nuru, the. “Oh, goodness, husband. I had no idea you would be willing to share that taste.” Her reddened blush deepened, and I could only chuckle at her surprise.“There is nothing about our love that doesn't arouse me, Rose. No touch or taste I don't long to feel. I want all of you, and I want to give you all of me in return. There is no shame in our bed.”Rose smiled and relaxed into the sheets. “Thank you, husband. I could ask for nothing more.”“There is always more, Rose,” I whispered as I rolled on my. Minco VII was nothing more than a nest of heretics that needed to beeliminated. The crews were no longer concerned for the faithful thatremained on the planet they should have left or martyred themselves longago.High See Alyssa Sidorov sat in the command chair overlooking the bridgeof the Flagship Redeemer. Mistress of the Black Fleet and Holy Mother onthe new Blessed Council; to those around her she was the reason any ofthem were left sane. She was always there with a warm word, a touchgiving.