She was, by this time, resigned to going to jail, perhaps for some years; at least she wasn't just being killed without warning, as the Director had b...en.Eventually the aircar stopped and she was hauled out of the cell and pulled at a run through some corridors to a bare small room with one door and a light high up in the ceiling. The policebot left, closing the door behind it. She looked around and saw that the room was completely empty except for a small open box in the corner. In the ceiling. I heard him let out a soft laugh, ‘you good little bitch, yes.’ With his accent he pronounced bitch sounding more like ‘beach’ but I knew exactly what he meant. He gave my bottom cheek a playful but none too gentle slap making me jump and then putting his hands on my hips I felt his cock head pop inside me. Gradually he pushed a bit more into me and I winced in pain each time a little bit more went in. My bottom hole was being stretched to the max trying to accommodate his fat shaft. He must. She smiled and extended her hand. "I'm Carrie." "Nice to meet you Carrie." "I'm heading to the room," she said. "Don't be long, our reservation is at 6pm." With that she swam away giving me a nice view of her ass. "I better follow," John said. "See you in a couple hours!" "Sure ... thanks for the invite and the drinks," I replied.Dinner was at the hotel restaurant. A nice affair with private booths and fantastic food. I arrived and found John and Carrie in a corner booth. He had on a button up. Fucking, sucking, masturbating. All out in the open. Everybody who goes down there knows why they're there, so no one interferes with anyone else’s fun.” “We’ll undoubtedly end up there a bit later,” says Steve with a sly smile. “After spending several hours naked and with Lynnette playing with my dick so much, I'll need to unload.” Lynnette flashes a big smile at us. “Maybe we'll see you down there later, huh?” Talia looks back down at my half-erect cock. “Yeah, I think we may have to go down.