Spunkley pressed his clear advantage. "Sweetheart, please straddle my body, on your knees, across my hips, so I can admire the most beautiful bottom i... the world."No girl could pass up an invitation like that. No sissy, anyway. Amy straddled Spunkley's hips, her perfect, creamy globes facing her ardent suitor.Spunkley paused a moment to admire the feminine feast before him. Amy's little brown/pink hole had the loveliest wrinkles. Her tiny prick and little "silk purse" of testicles hung and. Our ‘Guests’ didn’t, and chose the right path as I planned. And hoped.The Battle Slaves were told to ambush them. I couldn’t see their actions but only the positions on the maps as dots. I waited until the dots were grouped and sent in two Slicers with orders to support the Battle Slaves. With strict orders to not to pursue if the invaders fled.I hoped that the bots would get destroyed but I needed to wait. One green and one red dot vanished giving me +25DP for the green Battle Slave and +200. I was mostly stalling till I felt like the owner was hurting. I was going to own the property sooner rather than later. That was, if no one else wanted it."Come on lets go to that fish camp for dinner," I suggested."Sylvia, everything there is so greasy. Couldn't we go to The Grill House, if you want fish?" he asked.Damn Wilson having you around might save my life," I said. "Sure The Grill House it is." I added.The Grill House was filled with tourist, which is why I hadn't chosen it. Wilson. The petticoat got wet around her ass as she was sitting near the handpump. Petticoat was sticking to her ass and she just pulled it so that petticoat doesn’t stick to her ass anymore.She then turned her face towards me and started opening the blouse hooks. I was getting very excited. When her blouse hooks were completely opened her boobs unlocked and hanged a little. She wasn’t wearing any bra. Her nipples were dark brown.Until now she had removed her blouse completely on put it on the.