The sender had used a no-reply address. The message was very simple: "Bruce," it said. "You hurt the sweet thing badly."There was no name of a sender.... remember wondering how they made the shots. For some of them the camera must have almost been peeping over my shoulder. There were remarkably clear pictures of my cock entering Shireen's inviting ass. And there was one close up of a man with an embarrassingly smug grin on his red, sweaty face — me.I assumed Estelle had sent the message. I. We are going to be a bit naughty! To play, you’ll have to take off your clothes and slip them outside the room.Amy: oh!Presenter: Our assistants will collect and count them. Don’t worry, we won’t escape with them! We are not that naughty!Public: Hahaha!Presenter: As for the score: that’s pretty straightforward. The more you remove the clothes, the better!Me: Look, honey, we don’t have to do this, you know that.Presenter: I guess we can start!I could see Amy was in an awkward situation. She has. "Please do," she responded as she took his hand and they stepped into the stall. Standing behind her Terry began to cover her body with lather. His warm soapy hands rubbed her shoulders and arms, the slightest touch of his hands sliding over her was a turn on. He then covered her tits with soap and gently began to rub them, her body responded to his touch and her nipples began to get hard. Megan felt his cock begin to get hard as it rubbed against her soap covered ass. She turned to face him. He was also incredibly detail oriented, remembering things his new mates frequently forgot. That was enough for Al, who didn’t want to imagine what they did in the bedroom anyway. The idea of those jaws anywhere near his privates gave him the willies!“How much are they bitching?” Xi asked. “After all, we just had a major win with no casualties and no damage to the ship. We’ll be heroes throughout the Tandorian Empire once word spreads. Trust me, the politicians will milk this for all it’s.