He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a small packet, and produces a condom, which he expertly rips open, and rolls onto his massive tool before i’m...able to protest. He pins me down, grabs my sticky wet crotch and rips my underwear open, making me sigh in sadness. “Don’t worry, there’s plenty more of those for you where they came from” he nonchalantly says. He grabs both of my ankles, pushes my knees up to my chest, and jabs a cold slippery finger at my puckered bud. I freeze up, and exclaim. He turned to my husband and said "Grab her legs and spread them so I can fry her cunt."My husband grabbed my legs. I tried to kick out but he was too strong. I looked to Ellie for help but she was excited by the prospect and started to rub herself vigorously. My legs were spread and Gary shoved the baton inside me. His finger hovered over the power button. I begged him not to."I beg you don't do it. I'll lick her, I swear. Please don't do this."Gary started to fuck me with the baton. "What are. The OPS position had to fills in for Helm or Navigation when necessary and finally was also required to bring all the stations to work together. In short it was the post that managed all the operations of the ship and often called the XO’s Desk.Given all these tasks, it was a complicated and very demanding position and took everything I had in terms of applying what I had learned so far and in concentration not to overlook or miss anything. Despite that I couldn’t wait for rest periods to be. I didn’t care. There was no more time for undress. Grabbing her legs I pulled her to the edge of the bed and bent them up until her knees were flat against her chest. “Please, please…I’m really sensitive” she pleaded as my head got closer to her spread open pussy. She was sopping wet. Her lips were shinny and her hole seemed flooded with her juices. I planted my lips around her pink clit and started to gently stroke it with my tongue. I looked up. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth hung.