.Your clothes!...Why are you not wearing your sexyclothes?'Jim's mouth fell open and his face exploded in a riot of scarlet. Heglanced sideways at Kar...n before he managed to unconvincingly stammer hisreply 'Wha?...what are you talking about?...sexy clothes?..I mean...I'veno idea what you're going on about!' as he stole another sideways glanceat Karen, who was now grinning like the proverbial cat.'You know EXACTLY what I'm talking about!' Spat Maria 'I'm talking aboutyour punishment!'Jim's. “Prepare the first, second and fourth Fleets to go to assist the Gershonians, as and when they request our aid.” Amantil ordered. “Get this feed studied to figure out some sort of tactical response.”“Yes, Serenissima,” the assembled Admirals replied.“Gershonians are pulling back,” the scout informed us. “Damage to the sphere is minimal, but they did take a toll of the auxiliary vessels.”“Is it pursuing?” I asked.“Yes, though not quickly enough. Gershonian casualties stand at about thirty. "Nothing," I said, "But just remember me to compliment my son on his beautiful selection of a wife." I had never been one to hold back a compliment."Oh," and her smile grew wider. "So you think I am beautiful?" Undoubtedly! But I thought enough people would have told you that already - most of all, my dear son." Your son," she replied reluctantly, almost clipping off the words, "Never ever tells me. He is too busy with his other - beautiful women."I was shocked - no red-blooded male could leave. Mark could feel the sensation and grinned.“Yeah, you like it. It gets you hot, doesn’t it? Whore!” And he continued his savage thrusting.Allison could feel the tears running down her cheeks as Mark had his way with her. She couldn’t believe how bad this hurt. But then she felt the familiar sensation of a building orgasm deep in her loins. God, what the fuck was wrong with her?Mark stuck his thumb in his mouth to wet it and placed it against her asshole, pushing it past the ring of her.