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In the corner lay some worn out porn magazines obviously read many times. This was his babe sex lair. The sex lair of an kid. Did he invite some real women here, besides me or did he only masturbate at this lewd and distasteful pictures? I shivered. I stood in this ugly spot right in front of Denis. It was kind of awkward. While I looked around at the posters, he told me self-assured: “Juliette, now you can show me your naked body. We’re private here.” He was courageous, extraordinaire. I was surprised and impressed. His words and his conduct exited me. I decided to obey him and gave him a nod. I removed my blouse and pulled down my brunette skirt. Threw both garments on his mattress. I was stark naked standing in front of this kid in this desperate room, being watched by this strange kid. I must confess that I really liked this. It made me wet. He did not say anything. He just gazed at my naked, ripe female body. He had already felt my slit some group sex minutes ago, but now I was fully revealed. A mature woman, naked, just there, in front of him. I pulled up a show for him. I started to adopt some of the poses the women showed on the posters. I took my breasts in my hands, fondled my nipples. Denis pulled out his cellphone and took picturHe of me. For some reason, this made me do even more daring poses: I turned around and spread my buttocks to show him my tiny asshole. I crouched. I spread my pussy wide open, my labia glistening shining wet. After this obscene photo shot which made me horny beyond belief I asked him to get naked, too. He undressed quickly. In fact, he could not wait to get rid of his clothes. He was naked in no time. His boyish prick seemed to me not that small. It was not very long but already pretty thick and it stood very proud pointing at me with confidence. It looked beautiful so hard and hairless and determined. Denis came to me, his head just up to my breasts. He told me, that he loved my tits and he began to suck them like a baby. He pressed his body against mine and I felt his very hard and very swollen cock against my belly. He nibbled my teats with cute intensity. It got me very aroused. I stroked his small, firm buttocks and pressed his tiny head against me, so that he’d suck me even harder, like drawing milk from my udders. I wanted him to bite me, but I didn’t tell him. I sometimes love pain. And I imagined being tortured by that little boy. I asked him: “Do you like my breasts? I don’t think they are beautiful, they are to drooping.” “I love your tits, Juliette. He was already hard, presumably at the idea of subjugating her in a seedy sex shop. Not because of she was camping or the company that was dozing so contently next to her. They could never tell their elf Queen’s that they're sexually attracted to women of a different group sex race. ‘Don’t do babe it,’ the feeling seemed to say, ‘show restraint, but only for now. Drew’s mind was racing, so many thoughts going through his head, he was extremely horny looking at his gorgeous daughter naked on her bed but he also felt wrong about it. None of them seemed too mean, just drunk. It’s working perfectly. Oh. “Well,” Lily said, her eyes still on the papers, “I suppose I shouldn’t be congratulating you on your initiative too hard. Even so, Dott also understood the dilemma that accompanied his shock. The feeling of her skin against your face, the definite odor of her pussy, you didn’t even register what you were doing before you found yourself desperately licking her pussy.” “Yeah sure… What’s up?” And so, with one last slow stroke, she took my entire length into her throat, maintaining eye contact the whole time, held brunette it for a five count then slowly pulled herself back off me. Then the mother of the bride impaled her cunt down my futa-cock. Moving to the door he listened again and this time the yell was much more like the sound of an orgasm and Craig decided to investigate. The hardening of her nipples was very visible and that was not imagined! Finn attacks her, but she crosses him over and goes up with her left arm and then switches to her right in mid-air as Caleb tries to block it. My breath came in ragged, panting gasps of desperation.

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“Just think what the Slavers will do to you.” “I won’t give in to them,” I insist firmly, and then remember my rank, and say, “No way, Sir.” The general pauses, leaning forward to make a steeple with his forearms, elbows on the desk, and tries a new tack. I can see the deep furrows of age in his face. His skin is quite brown, tanned from leave spent on sunny planets. “Have you ever met a woman who’s been fully processed through Aghara-Penthay?” he asks. “Of course not,” group sex I reply. Slaves are almost never recovered by the free planets of the Republic, once they’re taken. After capture, women disappear into the hidden places of the universe, the cellars, the dungeons, the pits and the cages of those who can afford them on the worlds that don’t respect law and order. While women might have equal rights in most of the Republic, possessing a vagina instead of a penis means a human becomes property as soon as she sets foot on Slaver territory. Occasionally women return from the station orbiting Aghara-Penthay, where they can enter and leave under the escort of a registered male “owner”, but I’ve never met a woman who has been down on the planet’s surface. Females only go there when they’re lost, and on their way to be processed and sold by the Slavers. “I think you should meet one, Melena. It would give you some perspective.” And without giving me time to reply the general leans forward and presses the intercom on his desk. “Ask Beyala to come in, please,” he says to someone. While we wait for this Beyala he offers me coffee, but I’m pissed with him and I refuse. I sit back petulantly in my chair and fold my arms under my chest. It is only a couple of minutes later when the girl enters. She’s wearing a standard ship jumpsuit, the navy blue that designates a civilian, but despite her entirely generic attire I can tell immediately what she once was, a slave of Aghara-Penthay, because Beyala has the mark. The slave mark – an indelible sign that a woman has been processed on the surface of that vile planet. Beyala’s imprint reminds me of dark make-up, eyeliner or perhaps a tattoo, swirling patterns that emerge from the edge of her right eye to decorate the right side of her face. The spiral design is the same one that has been used by the Slavers for centuries, and is supposed to remind the observer of the letter that starts the word ‘slave’ in the ancient galactic universal script. Even though it’s a barbaric thing to inflict I must admit that adorning Beyala, it adds to the beauty of an already exceptionally striking woman. Unlike some marks and brands which owners apply to the thigh or the shoulder blade, Aghara-Penthay’s Slavers choose to mark the girl’s face, because for the rest of her life unless she veils herself it will be almost impossible to disguise. With each person she meets, their eyes will track to the mark before they go anywhere else, reminding the girl and everyone else constantly of what she is. I realize I’m being rude and staring, and yet I notice Beyala is watching me with almost as much interest as I’m studying her. Embarrassed, I look away, down at the desk. “Eight days ago we seized the heavily-armed ship of one Kazar, a drug trafficker and a thoroughly nasty piece of work,” says the general. “I remember the mission,” I reply. Yes, I was leading one of the assault teams. I lost a good man, blasted so completely that not even immersion in a healing tank could save him. My group dealt with the resistance from Kazar’s guards, but after the capitulation we left. I was not involved in searching the upper decks. “When we searched Kazar’s personal quarters, we found Beyala waiting in his bed,” the general says. “He’d made so much profit from narcotics that he could even afford to buy a girl from the Slavers.” I look at her respectfully, brunette a real slave of Aghara-Penthay. This woman is exceptionally lucky to have been rescued. Very few of her kind ever see the free worlds again. “Beyala,” the general says, addressing the woman in a kindly voice, and with great courtesy, he says, “If you’d like, you may sit.” I don’t need an explanation for the general’s elaborate formality. “They gave you the implant chip,” I say to her, my voice choking with sympathy. Implanting is the stuff babe of nightmares, another example of the Slaver’s cruelty towards their captives. Lodged in Beyala’s brain stem, too deep to be surgically removed, it will be there. His tongue flicked at her tiny jewel until brunette she released her fragrant fluid, he quickly mounted her, he forced her legs up, she was open and he stabbed ten inches of cock into her, she gasped then cried out, he slammed her cervix as she screamed, then he went deeper, places never before entered, stretching virgin tissues as she continued to cry out from his onslaught. “Lick mommy’s pussy. Yes you may Arthur said in an authoritative voice. After we spoke I was a little worried about him,” I tell Delauter but Guy does not stop burning a hole in me,” You feeling alright son?” They had a special bond that surpassed what he and I had. And she had been that way throughout her entire life. It looked like a slow process from so high in the air, but my binocular vision revealed that the infernal circumference was expanding entire city blocks in a second. Settling them near the edge of my towel. You getting a good view of other shapes and sizes lol x? I thought to myself at that moment, which one tastes better? Now, when you were sixteen-” This will not go unpunished you will never escape my wrath,> babe Ares thoughts shouted as Ephus. Geudeul-eun neoleul doul su-iss-eo. Still he held back group sex and her ass was warming on the sheet where it shifted about restlessly. My brother has a car, so we can come get you, and bring you back home again tomorrow. James sighed and looked down, feeling guilty for the pain he'd caused the woman. He yearned to wash blood off her, to cradle her onto the bed, to hold her tightly in his arms under the thick blanket, and to offer her security. Monday begins with the nightmare. Jordan sighed. I did not think of that happening with this skirt on.


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