Please fuck my ass. Give itto me good" I beggedHe came back around behind me and I felt the tip of his cock touch myhole. I arched more and he pushed ...n slowly. I was totally ready forhim and literally took almost no time until his slow movement wasreplaced by a literal pounding of my bottom. I was in absolute ecstasyand I think he was too. I could see us in the mirror and realized I hadmade the transformation. Slut. Look at how I was dressed. Pantiespulled down to my knees. I could see my toes. So people get hungry.”“Aren’t we already past the passenger pod things?”“Yes, I think so. The mail coach is only for mail and I have no idea what the Fleet transports in their coach. Many companies and organizations maintain coaches for personnel and freight purposes. They simply link them to a train that goes into the direction they want to go. Space Train can be as long as desired but can not exceed ten meters in diameter. That’s some weird limitation of the Blacklight Tunnel technology.” She. "Did you get the money?" Roger asked."Fuck!" Was all Jeff could say.I sat in the back seat pondering the situation as I removed my ski mask. I had one hand on the gun as I fondled the mask in my other hand. No money, and now we have two hostages. Don't they give time for this sort of thing? Oh yes, they certainly do."Head out to the Parkway. Southbound." Jeff said with a sense of authority.Jeff tried to remain calm, but I could tell he was a nervous wreck. One of the girls was starting to. “You fucking son-of-a-bitch,” I muttered. “Grow up and look at people your own age – not little girls, you SICK FUCKS!”“If you don’t stop your goddamn shouting, I’m gonna put a bullet in your head.”I fell dead quiet as the threat floored me. “Don’t think the jury wouldn’t believe we were just doing our job, either.” These bastards were the lowest of the low. They were beyond corrupt.“So you guys just rape and kill whoever you like?” I replied with what little strength I could get together,.