. initiate!” the Iranian woman stated.The detachment could be felt, but only as a tiny reverberation through the ship. Inari had cleared the Darkstr...der and powered up her engines, coming up on the ship’s port side.“Drones, form up on my wing!” Inari called out of the comms.“We’re on your port side,” Korsa replied.“I’m on your starboard side. Ready to engage on your mark!” Jaesa replied, her drones taking position.The pirate fleet launched its main offensive of frigates and destroyers, backed. She did not say a word as we stood like that nisha came out of the bathroom. As she introduced me to her mother I was afraid to look at Rosychechi. By afternoon I left her home. On the next day Rosychechi called me and asked to come home. As reached her home. She came and opened the room she was in the bating dress. She asked me to come to her room. I was shivering like anything and said no. But she told me if I did not obey her she will cry loud. As I reached the room she made me to sit near. Usually I have to coerce dogs to mount me, but Storms last owner must have been a gigantic dog fucker. He mounts me immediately. His paws are wrapped around my waist and I feel his furry hips thrusting against me. His cock doesnt stab my ass cheeks a few times like most dogs, it just slides right in. When it does hes right at it. Eight inches slides in and out repeatedly, he tries to put the knot in, but I wont let it. It eventually gets too engorged to slip in anyway and hes back at pounding. She turned and smiled and in a strong Italian accent said, "Thank you. I am glad to take them off, my feet are very tired." Mine too," I replied and reaching out my hand toward her, I said, "I am Misty, nice to meet you." She also extended her hand toward mine and said, "I am Sofia, nice to meet you too." We grasped hands for just a few seconds and she smiled a very kind smile as she looked into my eyes while our hands were clasped. She was a strikingly beautiful woman, blue eyes, short curly.