I got up and sat on the chair in the far corner, Anna followed and crouched down in front of me, placing my cock in her mouth, it slowly hardened and ...he was soon deep throating me. Then she climbed onto the chair and say on my cock. Her pussy was still tight, it felt really good around my cock and I was soon fucking the life out of her.AAAHHHH………..FUCK ME UP THE ASS AND MAKE ME CUM….she shouted in pleasure.I lifted her off my cock and bent her over the chair; spreading her butt cheeks I pushed. The strokes were burning and hurting but my cunt was still weeping with pleasure.As he continued I remember wondering how long it had been since Uncle had fucked anyone.If it had been a long time maybe he would finish quickly.I never did find out how long it had been but he certainly didn't finish quickly.He settled into a long steady rhythm that suited him and soon it began to suit me too.Every stroke hurt...every stroke burned...and every stroke thrilled.I learnt to open my legs wide so that. Sergeant Cole became increasingly worried, since it looked like the Vulcan would smash them head-on into the other ship. At what looked like the last possible moment, the pointy-eared pilot forced the shuttle into a steep dive and, after a while, into a steep ascent as they dove below the Vulcan transport. Once the obstacle was cleared, the passenger's stomachs where field-tested as the shuttle was yanked into a looping roll, ending with them facing the opposite direction of where they had come. I stand, naked, bound, blind.I hear my captors leaving. I call after them: "can you untie my arms?Please?" "Cool down in here for a while, bitch," oneof the guards snarls as the door swings. "No! Please!" I rush for the door. "Evenif you leave my hands tied! Please, my arms hurt so much!" My cries ofdesperation are lost as the door bangs shut. I burst into tears, and sink to my knees. My arms, twistedback and roped, are tense and aching, unable to relax. I try ineffectuallyto move them, but.