”“The twins have got this,” John replied, watching the Maliri sisters ruthlessly carving their way through the Kirrix forces. “Besides, you’...e light as a feather.”She let out a happy sigh and snuggled into his chest. “Okay then, if you insist.”Dana was walking alongside them and she laughed, shaking her head in amusement. “She’s making me wish I’d got shot instead, just so you could carry me out of here. How fucked up is that?”“No more getting shot please,” John replied, giving her a stern. When Eric slipped them inside her she let out a gasp.“Please Sir. Please fuck me.” She cried.“Not yet girl. Remember, this isn’t about your pleasure. Your just my fuck toy and I wanted to taste you.” Eric said. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her until they were both tired and sated. But he fought back that thought, for now anyway. His fingers moved slowly in and out of her quivering channel. The wet sloshing sounds of her arousal just added to his own. “Spread your legs. "I like you too," I said. "Really?" she asked in a rather hopeful voice. Without saying anything, I kissed her on the lips, to assure that I wasn't saying it just to make her feel better. After our lips left each other I could see that she was no longer crying and was now smiling from ear to ear. "Does that answer your question?" I asked. She answered me with a kiss of her own. We held our kiss longer this time. After awhile we finally released our kiss. I then felt her hand rub my pants where. When he returned carrying a long extension cord, two lamps with reflectors (the kind that photographers use) and two 2-by-4s bolted together to form an ‘X’ and some rope. The wooden cross had small wooden cleats attached every couple of inches on one side. Without saying a word He placed the wooden cross on the ground with the cleats down so that at regular intervals there were gaps between the wood and the ground through which he passed the rope. Grabbing my hands, He bound first one, then the.