Three healthy squirts filled her with my essence, some of which squeezed out around my still pulsing shaft, dripping onto the altar."Get on the altar ...n her place! Then, you may drink from her!" Magdalene ordered. Pulling my shrinking penis from her leaking pussy, I helped her stand up, watching as my semen oozed from her ravaged cunt. Taking her place, I invited her to sit over me, so I could drink from her dripping slit. Helping her swing her thigh over my head, I licked at the juices. He sped up and was soon rewarded with the feel of Trevor’s cock swelling and the sound of him whimpering helplessly.“Holyshitholyshit,” Trevor moaned. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming!”Tobin drew his head back slightly to let the cum spill on his tongue. Trevor was salty and not bitter, and Tobin savored the taste. He looked up, swallowing, to see Trevor staring at him with lust-heavy eyes.“I was afraid to hope,” he said, his voice husky. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”Tobin grinned and stood, leaning. Two thugs had beaten and raped a young woman and Béla hadn’t been able to stop it because she wasn’t really there. As the young woman lay on the ground, afterward, she had looked directly at Béla and begged her, ‘Please help me…’ Startled, Béla had leaped back into her body on the great ship.“The projects are coming along fine. There is less damage to the skin because of the light gravity here,” her father said, “and we’re actually ahead of schedule for their preparation. The first one should. What more could a man ask for? “She’s still just a fucking robot, Kev!” said Jeff, when they next met. “Giving her flowers and little gifts just doesn’t make sense.” Kevin crumpled up his face in embarrassment. Why couldn’t he have kept his mouth shut about that? “It’s just to show how much I care,” he said sheepishly. “Care? Don’t make me fucking laugh, Kev! A robot’s got no feelings. If you wanted to rape her or beat her up, she’d be just as receptive. What makes you think this whorebot’s any.