"No, Madame," said Jacqui, relieved that Martha would even allow her to discuss it, "We would buy them off the ships, like the other sadists do. Didn'... you hear about the junior managers at Outpost Mine who have a joint fund to buy one woman each trip just so they can torture her over the next few weeks? When she dies, they just buy another at the next auction. They are our market niche, and I will use the proper treatment to keep our girls alive and repaired after each session. Of course,. God it felt so good to please him, to satisfy him. When it finally came to and end he was making short thrusts into my mouth and the partition flexed noisily. His ejaculation was immense. I was flooded and struggled. I gulped it quickly but much of it escaped my lips and down my chin. I looked into the camera lens at this moment knowing it was capturing the profound lust of a man swallowing another mans cum with a****listic delight. I slurped and licked him clean trying not to miss any of the. She felt them travel across her back, trailing tingling lines of desire in their wake. Jen pulled at the fabric bunched at Marissa's hips, wanting the Scoobies out of the way. A quick shift and they slid free, tossed blindly across the room. The feel of bare skin was accompanied by the hot smell of female desire. With nothing to get between them Marissa used her leg to nudge Jen's knees. Marissa settled into the space as Jen’s thighs spread for her. She could feel the soft, downy hair tickle. I walked into my room, finding Betty and Jill, sitting on my bed, apparently waiting for me. I had given my oldest sister a key to my room, so I wasn’t terribly upset.“Elizabeth tells me you tutor, is that right, Priest?” Jill asked, playing with her long hair.“Yes, I do,” I replied sitting in my computer chair and turning towards them. “What subject do you need help in, cousin?”“You are going to laugh when I tell you,” she said.“Any class you are having trouble in, I can help you. I am.