“Good, now I want you to cum for me, cum straight down my throat. Cum for your new girl.” And then she went back at it, sucking and swallowing me....This was amazing. I never thought this level of pleasure existed. She kept sucking on me, never once taking my dick out of her mouth, she was a pro. Before long, I felt that oh so familiar tingle then my hips bucked as I shot rope after rope of cum down her throat, just ask she instructed me. And she kept sucking on me, swallowing every single drop. .. to help with ear pressure..." Isabelle was quiet after that. She closed her eyes and seemed to be relaxing in the lounge chair. No, not relaxing. Isabelle's lips were quivering. I worried about what to say next.After I while I asked, "You okay Issie?"There were a few seconds of silence, and then Isabelle sobbed out the word "No!" and the dam burst. Isabelle's face grimaced into a world of pain as she cried. She started telling me of her ordeal earlier in the day. The bailiff had led her to a. He retraced his steps and entered the theatre to retrieve the watch he had left on the ASM’s table. The only light on was the dim working light over the stage. He picked up the watch and while slipping it onto his wrist a movement on stage caught his eye. Rachel was seated at a table, the elastic ring that normally held her hair back had been removed and her hair fell like a dark curtain over her shoulders and almost covered her face, a cup of coffee was growing cold in front of her. She was. I said, "They have ways of rejuvenating me." I smiled and put my arms around each one. Everyone laughed some more.Mickey then asked Calver to tell his story.Calver said, "It all started with John Moore coming to our world. Then he and my son left on their trip. Their return and the men who returned with them were profoundly changed by their experiences. It brought my people's ways into question. Eventually, there became two camps. One which wanted to maintain the status quo and the other.