Bitchy Uniform #02 Blue Angel, Linet Slag, Tara White, Aletta Ocean, Donna B

“Oh, my dick is so hard right now,” the weedy man tells the guards. “Am I allowed to fuck her?” “We don’t know if she’s compilation a virgin yet, so no,” says the guard. “But cop as much of a feel as you like. And there are plenty of brothels on the station ready when you do need to shoot your load.” Weedy man does just as the guard offered, slipping his hand right inside Ja-alixxe’s wrap without asking her permission, to anal squeeze her breasts. This time she knows better than to resist. “Can I have a go with Melena de Santo?” one of the other crew asks abruptly. “That would be something to boast about – that I’ve had a feel of her.” “No!” I plead in sudden fear, squeezing my knees together, and I actually try to back up towards the guards, seeking their protection now, although the cable soon goes taut and I can move no more. “If it was down to me I’d agree,” one of the guards says with a nonchalant shake of his head, “but she’s meant threesome for special processing. They’re going to make an example of this one once she’s down on the surface.” Special processing… That means preparing me for the Rape Run. “Speaking of which - we’d better move, these cunts have a date on the surface,” his colleague reminds him, and Ja-alixxe jumps out of the wiry ship crewman’s lap without a second invitation. Without the girl covering his lap I’m left look in revulsion at a rampant erection bulging in the weedy man’s loose coveralls. As he’d declared he is indeed “hard”. That incident is over, but is by no means the only obscenity I’m to witness in my journey through the station. Scenes of sexual depravity seem to be commonplace on the concourse. I see a number of slave women opening performing fellatio on visiting space crews, and a couple of girls are sitting in men’s laps with their hips bucking rhythmically, shamelessly screwing the men to climax. In spite of these many alternative attractions a small crowd still begins to gather around us during the abuse of Ja-alixxe, drawn partly by her unusually striking blowjob beauty but more by my celebrity status. This mob swells as we continue our shuffling progress. They escort us all along the deck of the station, taunting us the whole way. For Hardcore the next few minutes this crowd puts me through the worst experience since my capture. < Is it that easy Amaqjuaq? The man’s eyes opened wide. “Burn the witches!” When I said that to Tony on the walk back to the hotel he told me that it may have been because my dress was slightly see-through. “Of course,” I said. The Limo pulled up, Tori announced she had to pee one last time and headed into the house. “Who is it, do I know her?” "I am not the Stacy you knew on earth, but you harbored a secret desire for her, so it is her form I have taken. His jaw muscles clenched and twitched. “Don’t worry mom. “Krysten!” I groaned, my big tits heaving. Can you do that?" “Eight o’clock.” I rubbed at the anal back of my neck. Mother groaned. The nip in the air played with her skin, making her nipples poke out sharply through her bra and blouse. “Um, uh, what is it it?” Stephanie threesome asked, crawling across the bed so she could get a closer look. They were without support for the first time in my life. “What’s wrong, Paige?” I heard my mother yell. We fucked like this for ever Hardcore it seemed when he finally shrunk and pulled out blowjob with a compilation plop..