It was something of a race though; I was waiting for the time I’d have to kill him. His pain and guilt over Josephine’s death were never going to ...o away. I promised myself I’d make it quick.We worked together for two more years. Much more often than I worked with any other asset. That’s kind of the nature of technical exploitation though. It’s not like swallow or leg breaker work. Much more constant, much longer term. It also meant he had a better idea of just what we were doing and who we. Peggy I am going to pop your anal cherry and leave your pussy alone. I want you to loose your throat cherry tomorrow morning”. The three girls do as they are told each thanking their master. He takes Cloe first, sucking on her pussy getting her wet and then inserts BIG FELLA into her pussy until it hits her cervix pushing ten inches into her. She cringes in pain as he tears her hymen. He tells her that it only hurt once and that it will start to get better when her pussy gets use to his large. He told her, “Come with me, I’ll show you something.” He led her to the bus where he pressed a little secret button, and the bus doors slid open. She was amused with his ingenuity.They climbed in to the bus, and he closed the doors behind them.She started talking something random to break the tension in the air. While she was talking he started to get closer to her, and he kissed her. She returned the kiss, and slipped her tongue in his mouth. They were still standing in the middle of the bus,. “Why thank you,” Laranth replied. “Oh, you… you are…”“Blind?” Chirrut grinned. “It is alright; I take no offense to the truth. And judging by your accent, I would venture a guess that you, my dear lady, are Twi’lek, yes?”“A rather easy guess,” Laranth giggled.“Perhaps, but further, I would say that you are… of the plains of Ryloth. Perhaps… a green Twi’lek, am I right?”“Oh my, you are!” Laranth gasped, blushing at the attentions of the handsome monk.“If I may, we should be going if we wish.