They followed each other in lusty turns on her naked rump as she peered out the window at the spectacle below her.Her shrill screams of heated anal pe...etration could not match the terrified voices of the ill-fated slave-girls. Her quartet of eunuchs looked on in amused disbelief at her battered bottom reddened from spirited use by the strong muscular males.Crowds of onlookers milled in disorderly surges just beyond the palace gates. There were few females in the mob because females without male. She hit the line in the middle, decelerating with her steering gun, and pulled herself along the still spinning string to the squad leader's position. Taking the squad leader's steering gun, she alternated blasts from both to stop the spin and stabilize the chain of soldiers, then adjusted the line until it was pointed in the right direction. She allowed the idiot whose boot had caught on the shuttle bay to keep spinning. His momentum was keeping the line stretched out. Clipping onto the squad. It was Kerstin who instigated the next change in my life about eighteen months after that wonderful weekend. I found Jo waiting on my veranda when I came home from a bike ride. She was seething. I gathered that she had had a blazing row with Kerstin and stormed out. It seemed to me that she needed time to cool down so I offered her a bed for the night, I even offered to fetch some clean clothes. In reality I wanted to talk to Kerstin. Kerstin was relieved to have her daughter stay with me but. My finger gradually slipped in her pussy up the last knuckle. Her whole body shook as I worked my finger inside her, in and out, around, wiggle, all the while massaging her clit with my thumb. "Oh, Balls, that feels good," she cried out. This continued for several minutes, my dick getting hard by the second. She increased her movement slowly until she was splashing water into my chest. Her cunt tensed up and I pulled my hand out of her crotch. She whimpered. I grabbed her ass and pressed her.