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  • He did this for what seems like a long time. Then when he was finally ready he laid me on my back and shot his sperm all over my chest. I laid there for a little while felt so dirty and used. As I was laying there, I looked down the hall and saw a young black girl a little bit taller than me and maybe 18 years old in a white negligee, white stockings and high heeled shoes. She was very pretty. I heard her ask the guys if this was the last time and they said yes if you comply completely. I laid there motionless as I heard them tell her to go and lick the cum off of me. She approached me, kissed me very gently on the lips and started to lick the sperm off my face. I was shocked that I had actually kissed her back as that is something I have never done or would do. I had forgotten that that they had cum on my chest and shivers went down my spine when she started licking the sperm off my chest. She slowly and deliberately lick the sperm off my chest, concentrating on my nipples. Alternating between the two. She then slowly kissed down my stomach and started licking my well used vagina. Once again I started to lose control. I grabbed her by her head and held her mouth where I wanted it. She then stuck a finger in my vagina and my back arched. She was deliberately fingering and licking my vagina. I had the biggest orgasm of my life. It was powerful! When she was done she kissed back up my Moms and Teens stomach and chest. Kissed me delicately on my neck and sucked on my earlobe. She slowly moved a little bit passing my cheek and sticking her tongue into my mouth kiss to me deeply. I started rubbing on her sides and down her stockinged legs and back up them. I slowly lifted her negligee off of her body and revealed her breasts, which were bigger than I thought. I slowly started to massage her breast. I leaned up and took one of her nipples in my mouth. I heard her moan deeply and she started to grind into me. I put her on her back and kissed her upper body all over concentrating, on her breasts and nipples. I slowly started kissing down her stomach and came to the top of her lace panties. I took her panties in my hands and lesbian slowly pulled took them down. I was shocked how beautiful she was and wanted to make love to her. I lowered my head to her vagina, and slowly stuck my tongue out and started to tongue her vagina. She arched her back, grabbed me by my head, held me in place and asked me to put a finger in her. I inserted a finger slowly and deliberately. I heard her orgasm just like I did. I did this for a few minute. She tasted so good. Then lying on my back with my legs opened wide to the audience showing the pink pussyof my smooth wet shaven pussy as I played with myself, rubbing myself, and inserting two fingers into my wet hole. “What do you want, Radiant?” Ealaín asked. A room screened off opposite me, dark and full of chairs and to my right the toilets with separate doors for male and female. She wasn't at half yet so the pain was still going to be severe. I grabbed two big towels from the pool locker and was placing them onto the lounges when I heard Scarlett walking down the steps from the deck above. “Cutthroat. Diane groaned first. Bernie laughed and paid the lunch tab. I was watching her every move with growing lust. UNGGGHH ... She Moms and Teens would watch the porn with Waseem and would be mesmerized by the scenes. Their money spent and with plans made for the following day, they decided to trek back home in the hot, humid afternoon. Madison could feel her nipples beginning to harden. My thoughts then switch to my other, and much more fulfilling partner, Abbey. He took her to a quiet French restaurant nearby where he bought a delicious, intimate dinner. “No, not really. She just wished that the sound did not go outside. “Oh hell, you guys, quit giving me such a hard time….this isn’t easy lesbian for me…….and you fuckers know it.” Her bra was next, but she took it off herself as I kissed the back of her ear down to her neck and shoulders. There was a shiver and electric tingly sensation running through her body and all she could do was moan and say, “oh Jerry suck it hard yes your hands feel so good, please more I don’t want you to stop, please” She felt her belly rubbing against his chest and she wiggled and rubbed it faster and then without any thought her hand was in her crotch rubbing it fast and hard in any place that felt good. The three treemen had paused their patrol. Not yet. Her beautiful breasts slowly came into view, with her nipples nearly matching the stiffness of her friends. Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a couple times in unsuccessful attempts for phone sex, but she was busy back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Your bed will have to do right now.” Yeah, I think I might be developing it. I hit the dare. Only because I could not deny the truths in Daphne’s plea I granted her servitude to me. I also set my mind to be more anxious about women near me. I needed more women in servitude to deflect women wanting to be in servitude.
  • It is late morning. The sun is high in the sky now, and in the places without shade it is blistering hot. The heat haze makes my view over the scattered ruins in the crater distort and shimmer. “Water”, I call out, and within seconds one of the canisters is descending towards me. It might feel like I’m alone, but I’m not alone. While I’m gulping back the think sperm I see something, perhaps only half a mile away out in the bowl – not far from me at all. A piercing bright white light is descending towards one of the buildings. It’s a magnesium flare. I freeze when I understand what this means. Oh God, some poor soul of a Runner is in trouble. She’s called for a flare. I move right to edge of the precipice, leaning out as if I might be able to see the unlucky woman. As with my earlier rivals lost to the Rape Run I feel only sympathy for this unknown female. What could be happening to her that’s so terrible she’d rather submit to capture and a lifetime of slavery than endure it? Now a plume of dust is visible. A vehicle moves at speed towards that same building. If this is a trick, luring Hunters to her location, she has only seconds to spare. That’s that then. I shouldn’t stay and watch any longer. It’s far too far away for me to make out anyone in the vehicle, and it’s dangerous for me to be standing right here in the open where I’m visible for miles. The mystery captive’s distress flare is bringing a Hunter pack close to my location, and I’ll find who she is soon enough. Her defeat and degradation will be broadcast on the screen for us all. After hiding my empty hydration canister in a heap of sand I resume my progress trotting quietly along the ledge, and soon I’m lost once more into the lesbian warren of canyons. Usually in the Rape Run it takes a couple of hours before a fresh captive has been violated enough that the Slavers have their footage to broadcast. I’m not expecting to hear from magnesium-flare for a while, so I’m taken by surprise when I hear a woman’s moaning very close by. But after only a moment, I know this is something different. Her groaning isn’t right in my ear and also in the sky, the way it is when a conquest is shown. It is coming from round the next corner in the path. The screen hasn’t appeared either. What’s more – it’s not a sexual groan, or the groan of a woman in terror or being tortured. This is the sound of someone injured, or trapped. My first instinct is to flee any encounter with her, and I have half turned to begin running the opposite way, back down the path. Hunters might be there, only yards ahead where I was about to walk. They have someone – live bait in an ambush. But no, says my inner logic, taking over. The odds that another Runner would come across this suffering female must be too unlikely to use her as a lure – they might have waited for days. Besides, I’m already close enough they could spring their trap and yet nothing has happened. I should run for my life anyway. Whatever waits around that corner, it can’t be good for me. Being near another Rape Runner only reduces the spread of targets for Hunters to find. Two of us here close together trapped in the warren of paths on these slopes makes for an attractive destination. But what if it’s Leesha? She might have suffered some accident because she was trying to find me, or wait for me. This train of reasoning leads me to the decision that it’s no good - I have to see. I have no other option anyway, other than to backtrack a very long way down the slope, and out on that exposed ledge, which will put me in similar danger. With my heart pounding I step round the bend in the path, gambling that I have the element of surprise and preparing to make a break if I need to. What I Moms and Teens see is that the path narrows to a few feet wide – a corridor between two high walls that cast the route into shade. Hanging up over the path, ten feet up, is a bundled net. It was a trap, probably concealed in the sandy ground until someone steps on a trigger right in the middle. The trap has triggered, for struggling desperately from within the net is the blonde actress, Oorla. The sensible thing to do in every way is to leave her here. Her capture increases my chances by further reducing the number of opponents. I don’t know how long she’s been here, and that means Hunters might arrive at any moment, homing in on the trace of her, a Runner, remaining stationary. We rode our bikes to school together every morning and home every afternoon. So Grandma prepped the Lemonade and bagged some snacks, we went up and got on shorts and tank tops, slipped on our tennis shoes. Plans were made for Beth to visit the base in California lesbian during summer break and every holiday in between. She agreed and to sweeten the deal she would allow Moms and Teens Jessica to join in the fun. His rear feet found little traction on the smooth surface, but his front found a hold in my tender flesh and pulled himself into my hole. Just tighten your grip some. She began to squeal and flail, accidentally fucking her ass on his cock even deeper. ‘Good night dear’ she says ‘Love you’ She says. “Dr. Powers, will you please state your occupation for the court?” The teen hisses then groans from the pain. Thank you.” She thanked me. Why did she act like I was doing her such a favor? My first instinct is to flee any encounter with her, and I have half turned to begin running the opposite way, back down the path.