"However, that wreckage is the remains of Ariarisha's transport and the fact that the signal is in Dizyntilin means that there may have been survivors... Tell your troops to exercise restraint."Michael had walked out to the ship after it had landed. He knew that they would be watching. He stopped about 20 meters from the ship, unclasped his holster belt, held it up, dropped it to the ground and stepped back three paces. Just then, the ships ramp lowered and five Dizyntk troops in armor descended. He told her how much he wanted her.Now, he was here in the flesh. He emerged from the restroom wearing his boxer briefs and black dress socks only. His beefy, hairy chest was exposed and Bumblebee loved it. “Care for some Crown Royal,” she asked. Larry affirmed and Bumblebee opened a fresh bottle she purchased just for the weekend. “Here, daddy,” she offered him the glass. Larry let out a refreshing grunt as he gulped down the beverage. He pulled Bumblebee close and kissed her before remarking. “My cock loves what you are doing baby, you are so good,” he tells me as I glance and see him teasing his nipples.“My cock is rock hard for you.“Show your girlfriends how good you are.“Four women watching you suck my cock is magic.“And two of them are masturbating.“The way you do that is so good. So good,” he tells me as I lick the underside of his cock then take at least three-inches of his cock in my mouth.As a variation I let his cock slip out of my mouth and lick the sides of it, then blow. Soon the victim'showls of protest would turn to howls of pain as the belly-spanking startedto smart. The slapping might go on for several minutes--until the victim'sbelly had turned hot pink. Then the flushed, humiliated and sore victim wouldbe released from captivity. Sometimes he would go off in a huff, maybe evencrying. Sometimes he would join with the rest of the mob in spontaneously assaultinganother victim. Interestingly, I can't remember parents ever being told aboutthe pink belly.