His name is Tribune Walesca, I think. However, he wasn't there. Instead we were met by a beautiful woman.I'm not kidding, this woman could have been a...supermodel back on Earth. She wasn't wearing much though. The outfit was a strange vest that looked like the fabric used in a football jersey over a pair of black thong panties. That was all.She didn't seem too perturbed as Willow and I looked at her, just shook her head and muttered. "Even the women like to look at me."That got us giggling,. I waited...Mistress Saskia said, "Yes Empress. We will give the slut her clothes back on one condition.. The slut kneels outside the door for 5 minutes as she is and then she will get her bag of clothes back as promised."I was so happy she had decided i could have them as i was at least 8 miles from home and had nothing else with me or in the car other than the sissy undies in which i knelt. On the other hand i was panicking at the fact they were going to make me wait on the communal landing. Realization hit him and terror crossed his face before he had a chance to speak I said,''yeah were in America and I want to know where you all hid or stuff before you ran back to your country.fuck you he saidoh do you think im pretty sorry tiger im not gay and I hit his balls with the lead pipefuck he said I laqughed and he spit blood at me I then nodded at my bodyguards and they pulled out a boxI looked at him and said if he could hear meyes you puto! I said, "good cause in a coupe of second. Her moans stimulated Naomi to a high plateau. As her climax diminished I quickened the pace, quickly lifting her pleasure to a second peak. Each orgasm, and there were several, added speed to my pace until I jackhammered into her, losing myself to my own burgeoning orgasm. When she stiffened for what would be her last and seemingly biggest orgasm, her tongue lashing of Naomi ending though Naomi shivered with her own mighty peak, I pressed deeper than ever against her soft butt cheeks and felt.