One of them ran one of the scanner things overmy tag again, looked at a little inbuilt screen on it, and said tohis companion "Yes, this is the one. L...t's load him onto theflight." Look, please. Enough is enough.... Why don't you let me go, andI'll say no...."I never got to finish the sentence, as one of the two guards slammedhis rubber-soled boot down on to my naked foot - he pushed it veryhard down, almost totally crushing my instep, and I fell to theground, shouting with pain.The two men. . ugh... wouldn't be good... okay, I'll do it." You're already doing it, Brenda," he reminded her, then gripped her hips in his hands and guided her movements, slipping in and out of her perfect, tight ass."Oooh - oh, ugh, that's thick. It kind of hurts, too." This was only half-true, but Brenda didn't want him fucking her any faster than he was, so she left out the other half of the truth: that it felt good, in a novel, foreign, unnatural way.Officer Bennett ignored the struggling slut and. " He rocked back on his heels. "God knows what got into me agreeing to come with you in the first place."Aesia snorted then shifted her position as the pain made her grimace. "I'm hungry." OK."Tristan rummaged for the emergency rations in the rucksack, handed some to Aesia, and sat and ate some himself. Once he had finished, he went to search for a tree with thin, pliable bark. He found one close to the ship. He pulled the bark off in strips. He made a depression in the ground under the porch. Darcy is in my fantasy.“Are you ready to climax, Jill? I am going to take you there in just a moment,” Mr. Darcy whispers in my ear, his voice so low and thick it is more like a vibration in my body than a voice in my ear. For a third time, my lack of articulation is not lost on me, “mhm.”“Here we go.” While still fucking my hot box with two fingers, Darcy pushes his thumb up and rubs my clit, sending my stimulation into overdrive.“Holy FUCK” I yell as I am overwhelmed by his touch.“Ok, Jill, I.