" Wren spit out."Ah yes! that one we are well aware of. I only ask that you consider the pressure that she is under. She may not have as much of an em...ire now; she still has a large part." Wren’s master said."I know all of this Master, though I am not going to be tied to a little prick, I'd rather decapitate than look at." Wren replied.Both bowed to each other as they went to their respective duties.It was only two days later that Wren was standing on the bridge of her ship."It is good to have. "Then who? I'm confused."I looked up at Kaitlyn, "Meet my sister Lynette, sweetie! Sometimes she sounds a little distracted." Hi, Lynette! I'm Kay, and this is Laurel -- our foster kid. We're thinking of adopting her – do you think she'll make a difference in our tax bracket?"Lynette's head swiveled again, looked like a busted bobblehead doll as she turned toward me, then up at Kay, then back to me again. "Where did you find this one, Robby, the Comedy Channel?" She turned back to Kay and said,. And if you don’t stop doing what you’re doing we’re never going to make that drink”I did’nt know if she meant she would’nt go with me or if we just would’nt go to the bar. So I rubbed harder tracing the outline of her ears lightly. Stephanie answered my question for me, she swiveled aroubd in her chair, put her hands on my crotch and squeezed it lightly, she rubbed it through my pants, causing it to rise up. I reached down and ran my hands over her tits, feeling her nipples swell tthrough the. ’Ah, Paul thought. There we go.‘Katie, can you do something for me? Kneel just where you are. Good, good, there’s a good girl ... now sit down again, slowly.’ Paul pushed the head of his cock inside her delicious pussy and his eyes rolled back into his head as she slowly sank down again.‘What was that?’ Katie asked, bewildered. ‘It felt fantastic.’ ‘That, ‘ Paul said, incredibly proud of himself, ‘was my cock. It’s inside of you.’‘It IS?!!’Katie looked all around and couldn’t see it. So she.