. I think.She left about three inches of it in my mouth while she unfastened the buckles that held it in place around her body. Then she pulled it out...of my mouth and moved it around in front of my face until I had cleaned every inch of it with my tongue.When she finally put it down on the table I begged her to take off the handcuffs. They're killing me!She patted my head and said, "I need to get a few more pictures first, cunt. When I take those cuffs off I want to be sure you'll do everything. There was none,only her two thighs spread wide apart. I understood.So I dove into her, and only seconds later I was licking herdelicate pussy lips while her writhing wiped its liquor all over myface. Her arms braced across the back of the couch, her breastswere thrust forward, and her hips twisting obscenely to spread itall over my nose and mouth and chin. After a week of no fucking,she was incredibly juicy. She came almost at once, and immediatelystarted building toward a second climax. She. One of my crew mates who has a thing for historical music sometimes plays an old recording of a song called, "Feel Like A Number" and complains often how without his service number no one would recognize him. The secret that I once had a number for a name is something that I dare not let out to my crew mates. After the Eugenics War we're not very welcome among those that were created the old fashioned way. Even today were I to be discovered on one of Earth's colonies I would be hunted, locked. “Yes” Larry said.“In turn, you can fuck me, do whatever you want to do with my body, over and again. Let us go”. They got up and walked through the back door. No one was there, they were alone. Across the street, she pulled Larry, up the stairs while her hand wrapped around his balls. Once the door closed, she unbuttoned and pulled Larry’s pants down, having him naked in 15 seconds flat. Larry could not understand, what hit him as her body eased against him, pinning him to the wall. Her legs.