Every stroke sent another gusting wind of bliss through me.I groaned. I couldn't take it. I was dying of bliss. My breasts heaved. Pleasure burned thr...ugh every inch of my flesh. My heels drummed on his broad back as I struggled to breath. My vision darkened. Stars danced before me."Holy Slata's tits!" I screamed. "Holy Pater's cock! Oh, yes! Oh, Kevin! Please! You're killing me! So amazing! So good! Oh, yes!"Kevin lifted his lips from my pussy, his handsome face, sculpted to masculine. Tom was the guy with a bad boy image, always having girls hanging off him; yet every time we clashed, the very next day, a new toy would decorate his arm. They always had that slutty look, boobs hanging out, skirts falling to just above the crotch - and there he was - always parading them around like cattle. Last time I checked, girls didn't moo for a living. He didn't care, they were just accessories that lasted no more than a day or two. He disgusted me to no end. I should have known that. .."Martha interrupted, "I don't mean your petty fucking; that was nothing and Hugo's never been the jealous type. Why did you tell Andrew how to run the planet in your first, what is it, six weeks? Making a switch in the use of men from mining to food production wasn't a minor matter, and Andrew is not one to under-estimate his chances of success. We could all go hungry if his plans don't work out, and we will certainly end up short of uranium to pay for food from Earth. If he is really badly. She bit her lip anxiously, and the tears that leaked from her eyes dried on her cheeks before they could fall. They traveled for what seemed like hours before she could feel his quick descent to the ground, her stomach rolled at the quick landing and she swallowed the bile that rose in her throat. She fell to the ground with a thud, as he released her from his talons, hands bound behind her back she was unable to cushion the fall onto her face. As soon as the wet grass met her face she.