Stacy looked around the hotel room in awe. The walls were covered with pictures of Stacy and Luke throughout the years. The effect was an emotional on... and Stacy found herself crying again. She walked up to the pictures on the wall: company picnics, birthday parties, college football games, friends’ weddings, camping trips…it all reminded her of what she and Luke had together before the rat race had taken over. Stacy ran to Luke and grabbed him like a prize, so valuable that she never wanted. My chocolate Barbie was seemingly dressed in a gauzy negligee ensemble that draped over her torso, yet was sheer enough to reveal the toned perfection of her curves. By concealing, she called yet more visual attention to her barely obscured boobs."A new hive, for you Cecil." That was Jessie's voice. She was at my right hand side, as usual."Whhh ... J-Jessie ... no ... you're ... working for them ... makes no sense..." No silly, I am them. Always have been." She wore an indecent crochet. You push me down on my back onto the bed. You then get on top of me.I feel the heat of your body against mine feeling your big huge cock pulsating on my leg. I moan and whimper in sheer joy.You then put my hands above my head and grin wickedly as you pull out a pair of handcuffs.I moan with delight knowing your going to make it to where I can’t move. I love when you get kinky with me.You then proceed to take the handcuffs and handcuff my hands to each bedpost.You lean down and lick my ear. You. One of them was felled by a burst of XMR fire as he approached, but another took his place, knocking the weapon from the Marine’s hands with a vicious swipe. The Rask was already reaching for his hip, letting his long rifle dangle from its sling as he brought up a giant, crudely-machined revolver. The alien pressed it beneath the Marine’s chin, pulling the trigger, the hammer striking as the bulky cylinder rotated. Whatever ammunition the weapon was using didn’t have the power to penetrate the.