. we’ll leave him alone ... we’ll just go, please!” one of the few surviving Sparrows pleaded with me.“Nah, I think that you’ll just bring b...ck word and hunt me down, plus make this man suffer more. I’m fresh out of mercy, anyway,” I said as I executed him.The other two Sparrows tried desperately to get away, but I was out of patience, and I didn’t want them retaliating against me or their victim. I fired a shot at each of them in quick succession and they fell to the ground, too. People now. His mother watched it happened as Gina impaled herself to him.When he looked back to their parents, his mom met his eyes again, then she lowered her eyes and saw her son’s cock connected to his girlfriend’s pussy. The very girl who’s father is on top of her who’s cock is also connected to her own pussy.When his mom looked back up and met his eyes again, she smiled and looked away shyly.Paul can’t help to glance back down again on Chris and his mother’s genitals. This time it was buried balls. The girl gently disengages and lowers herself to the floor in front of him. She stares up into his eyes, biting her lower lip in anticipation while she loosens his belt and lowers his zipper. Then she reaches up and drags his pants to his ankles, his rigid prick popping into view. She grabs his member and strokes the length, up and down, again and again. Each time her thumb kneads the head until a small drop of dew glistens from his slit. She locks her gaze to his and extends her tongue to. Even with only half a dozen passengers, the space was cramped and there were few of the distractions accessible on the mother ship.A further source of discomfort was that the artificial gravity generated by the vehicle's rapid rotation was prone to shut down both abruptly and arbitrarily. The novelty of momentary weightlessness soon palled on Paul who would gladly return to more stable conditions."We don't believe that Erika was a willing suicide bomber," said the lieutenant when Beatrice asked.