She kept on and on,driving herself to the edge of yet another orgasm... she was so close... the cries andmoans of the prey began to blend with her own...moans of pleasure as she crashed into ashattering series of convulsions, her strongest orgasm yet. She smashed the dildo homewith all her strength, ramming every last millimetre into him as she came fiercely. She pulled the dildo out, the head popping through his sphincter. A trickle ofthick dark blood drooled off the end of it and she smiled,. He’d gotten the twins as some fucked up consolation prize. Shit, they were young – just like he liked them – but they were still a fucking consolation prize. He didn’t take consolation prizes. He took the cream of the crop and let everyone else drink the cum off his nuts.He almost chuckled at the familiar phrase. It’s what his Dad always said. “I get the best and everyone else gets the cream off my nuts.” Fucking Dad. The old man was fucked up – but he still got the best slits.His Dad had. Svetlana and I find a few things we can trade and share, and after some vodka, Ana goes home. Svetlana prefers to sleep in her own bed again tonight, and I fall asleep still wearing silken nightie.In morning, it is Svetlana who greets me, not Serge. She is wearing tight jeans and oversized sweater. Her hair is sprayed out and she wears minimum makeup. It seems she is eager for day's photography! I choose to do the same and dress in leggings and high heeled boots and choose oversized. And remember, do not let them get closer than five meters no matter what.”The four marines stood and moved forward, weapons out before them, armor still in chameleon mode. They spread out to form a loose semi-circle that would leave no avenue of escape for their quarry. Gath stood and walked behind them, acting as rear guard and a final obstacle to be overcome if one of the homers did somehow manage to slip out of the net that was being cast.The four Shiloh never saw them coming. They continued.