. that finger . . . now in so deep . . . Oh God ... A groaning sob came from Belle’s depths. Oh God ... the degradation of it! “There,” said Har...un in an easy going way, “that will make things easier for you.” Now Belle felt something rounded and hard pressing against her anal ring. She shuddered; gave a little involuntary moan. “This is made of rubber,” Haroun said. “Hard rubber. And it’s shaped like a prick. But not a very big one.” Belle’s teeth were so clenched that she thought some of them. She glance down at her prison number as it moves across her swaying titswith each swing of her hammer. 311991. It is her official name now. 31 is alot number, 19 her age when she was incarcerated and 91 the year. After elevenyears in the labour camp, she are just number 311991. Linda, the young universitystudent and tourist guide has disappeared a long time ago. But though alwaysheld on the edge of starvation and dehydration, suffering from open woundsthat will not heal because of the dust and. Third Company's luck ran out. We lost two tanks while turning another Sa'arm gathering drive away from the jungles on Alpha Continent. (I don't name the continents. Someone higher up than me called them Alpha and Beta and refuses to allow us to rename them. – We have scheduled a vote regarding that which we will hold in a few weeks.) Anyways, we lost tanks six and eight. We were supposed to be a diversionary force, to allow the Roughnecks to sneak in and use some of your newer drones on the. "Oooooohhhh... oooohhhhh." Wendy moaned as she felt the intrusion her hips moved more rapidly as the girls worked on her.Diane nodded at Veronica who increased the pace of her fingers once more. Diane stepped back quickly, pulling her finger from the girls bottom. With one continuous movement she raised the cane and brought it down hard, it's whippy bamboo curling around the juncture between the girls bottom and thighs."Arrrggh... aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggghhhh." Wendy screamed, her orgasm of.