"Anyone gotten to you yet, bitch?" He asked with a growl in his voice. I didn't turn around or look at him. "No, sir. You're the first." What do you w...nt to submit to me?" He asked as he began to slid into my body slowly.I gripped the wall and inhaled. "No one touches me without your approval." I bit my bottom lip in pleasure. This felt amazing. "I only fuck black men - never anyone else. Lastly, I want to be sold....a lot. It's why I'm here."He pushed into me until his stomach was against my. "Can I help?" she asked in perfect english."Just this," I replied, red-faced.She took the magazine and looked at the cover. Her brown eyes widened and she seemed to take an awful long time looking for the dam price. What must she be thinking of me a 23 year old, 5'10", blonde, white guy buying dirty mags. Finally she found it and I paid with a ten pound note. As she gave me my change she looked at me right in the eyes and smiled."Enjoy that," she said.I couldn't tell if she was flirting or just. Fate can play some weird tricks on a bloke, sometimes.He thought about what he had. While he missed some things from Earth, like his kids, he had made a good life here for himself in the last three years. Plus, here he was a Queens Consort and rich, that was hard to beat.“If you’re in a company ship, how come you aren’t in charge?” Allan asked Essco.“Well, the costs to build the ship as quickly as they did were prohibitive. The company had to get help. So, it ended up becoming a UNSEC. “Nah, I’ve just thought of it and figured what the hell, let’s try it. Of course I’m sure. Fuck my ass, you dim bastard.” This time the slow penetration was agony. The pain was not in the fullness, but in the waiting. Finally, though, he’d gotten himself sorted out and before long, his balls were bouncing against my cunny. He pushed forward and I pushed back. He grunted at how tight it felt, and I just grunted for the hell of it. His tempo grew faster and faster and I warned him, “Don’t you.