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She mounts with her typical innate grace, and is lifting her thigh to straddle him when without warning Klink slaps her hard enough to almost knock her from the bed, and he barks, “No, face the screen, stupid. Watch the girl who’s going to be joining us.” Tits rotates one hundred and eighty degrees and grasps the master’s cock ready to insert it, but she’s still not pleasing him. blowjob “No, dumb cunt,” Klink rebukes her with a slap across her back. “Not your pussy. In your ass.” I can see her shoulders slump with misery at the prospect of this, but she has no option but to obey. Her exquisite features crease with suffering as she eases onto him and stretches to accommodate a man’s penis where a penis isn’t meant to be. I shuffle closer, aiming to soothe my sister by kissing the silk perfection of her thigh, but Klink’s fist abruptly knots in my hair and he twists my skull painfully. “Watch the screen, Boobs. You two dykes can fuck each other later.” I watch the screen. pussy The pirate, Alexa Goshenk, is not what I was expecting. I’ve seen Klink with numerous slaves outside our family circle, and he’s only ever favored women with pale skins. But Alexa is java brown with wiry black hair woven into tight ringlets. I’d imagined a female pirate captain riding would be tall, physically intimidating like a Gaianesian woman, but there too I am surprised. Alexa has a small wiry build, more like a gymnast or a dancer. She’s fit though, and undeniably attractive. Her dark eyes are large, and full lips give her mouth a sensual cruel pout that men probably want to tame. Her breasts are ripe with womanhood, and wide hips advertise her fertility. Alexa has spirit to match her beauty as well. She looks undaunted by her location or the shouts of the crowd “rape her!”, “rape her!” as she takes her place, and gives Wagner a look that’s almost mischievous. Next to me Klink bucks his hips and Tits gives a Hardcore moan of pain. “Alexa,” Wagner greets her, “it’s always a pleasure to welcome a female space pirate to Aghara-Penthay. So let’s talk Brunette shop – pirate to pirate. Do you agree that it’s right to sell captured women as sex slaves?” This is aimed at reminding Alexa of her likely future, but she brushes it off. “I’ve traded women myself,” she states. Her voice is low in pitch for a female, giving it a sultry quality as though slut she’s talking to a lover in the bedroom. “No doubt some of those women are watching this enjoying seeing me in the same situation. When we left, Katie had the biggest grin on her face, and that grin stayed on her face all day. riding “Ok…. Depending on the contract. I sniffled. Jack was too busy with one of his presents to notice until it was just him and his parents. He was going purple in Hardcore the face and was suffocating. I see John already blowjob licking his lips, the idea of a Mexican buffet was very exciting to him. My eyes became wet, invoking the sting of the cold. That Brunette stings!” Aunt Sheen hissed and grunted through her teeth as I slut gently brushed my palms across the width of her enormous ass cheeks. I pulled my fingers out as she sighed with relieve but squealed when pussy I pushed the head of my cock past her sphincter with a pop.