And yanked hard.As he tore her shirt off her, leaving her top clad only in the black Manticore standard issue sports bra. The move increased the space...between them, giving Max the chance she needed. Slipping a leg to one side, Max brought her knee up and smashed it into the side of 494’s ribs. The blow itself was not hard, but distracted, 494 did not move in time to avoid Max’s head bashing against his nose.494 hissed in pain, causing his grasp to loosen. “Damn!” he exclaimed, shaking his head. He explains, "I think this is why we had to bail." As Keitaro climbs on top of the wing, Dune adds, "Fuel line must've burst and ignited during the descent. Everything else is fine, including the common re-entry burns." Unusual. Must've been something with the atmosphere," Keitaro suggests."So how are we going to get off this stinkin' planet?" Karina asks in a worried attitude.Keitaro, without speaking, goes to the main hull of the ship, and tugs at a lever. Once he pulls it twice in. She recognised now how happy she’d been during the time Glade and Chief Cave Lion were absent. She’d enjoyed the regular evening camaraderie with the other villagers around the blazing fires. She’d risen well to the challenge of being the village shaman and Ptarmigan had done well as the Chief’s deputy. And now what did the rest of her life have to offer? Would she and Ptarmigan once again be compelled to share the Chief’s semen together? Would Glade continue to share her body with whomsoever. I allowed her a moment, then, to fully take in the sight of me. When at last her eyes turned back up to mine, my slave said in that impish, playful voice of hers, which was husky with lust by then, "I know I said before that I was going to lick and taste every inch of you ... but I don't think this can wait right now, Master."My hand reached down to rest atop her head, my fingers slipping into her thick, silken hair. That was all the signal she needed, and she dropped her face down into my lap,.