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Sometimes he likes me to use my mouth on him before he enters, but today he just wants to penetrate my sex. My owner mounts the cot with a creak. Docilely I part my knees while he probes with the head of himself against my vulva lips. And then he thrusts forward, filling my post-Reflex wetness with his hard foul prick. Klink looms over me as he rapes me, groping my boobs yet again. He has a preference for slim girls with big breasts, so unfortunately I’m perfect for his taste. While he mauls point of view me his hips thrust backwards and forwards in a steady rhythm, almost withdrawing from me and then burying himself as deep as the hilt. Klink is a big man in every way and the stimulation from him against my inner walls is almost overwhelming, but I’ve learned during rapes to be able to at least partially disconnect from what’s happening to me. Sometimes I try to recall the woman I was only weeks ago – a young student on Gaianesia with her future ahead of her, unknowing of men, not implanted. Others are still there like I was. Life goes on for many women in the universe. They still experience kindness and mercy. Perhaps there’s some way I can borrow their hope and belief to carry me through the endless horror. The sound of a woman’s scream brings pov me back to the camp cot with a start. She’s close by and the sound is almost deafening in the confined hut. It’s not a terror scream, but an animal scream of unbearable agony. I stiffen, fearful of my nearness to such cruelty, and try to move under Klink. “Stay there. You can see when we’re done,” Klink orders, and instructed by a male my implant immediately renders me passive and unresisting as he continues to pump into me. The woman screams again, the same inhuman tortured sound, and then I hear her desperately czech gabbling something before speech is cut off with another yell. Klink’s orgasmic groan is barely audible over her suffering, but I feel him pulse within me as he empties his slimy seed. His seed… Gods… Yet more of his seed in me. Gaianesian women have evolved to fall pregnant more easily than humans – being swollen with child is a good way to avoid rape in a world where men vastly outnumber nubile women. The odds I’ve escaped fertilization after so many have released themselves into me are slim. When the inevitable occurs, is he going to beat me to a pulp as he did Tits, or will he understand it wasn’t my fault? public Or perhaps I won’t be permitted to void myself of my crossbreed offspring, and my stomach will slowly expand with more proof of my defeat. My Master withdraws from me. As is routine for one of Klink’s sessions, once sex is over I must clean his penis with only my reality mouth. The taste of semen mixed with female juices is now familiar to me. I will endure the stench filling my nose until I’m next permitted to rinse myself clean. Bu my revulsion makes no difference. Diligently I use my lips and tongue while the woman shrieks and screams in the background. Only when Klink thinks my efforts are satisfactory does he tuck himself into his pants and watch from the door. By that I mean, she liked doing it in public places. When she straddles my hips she rubs her soft pussy against my hard cock. I giggled. Now we have our husbands to share with each other, just like mother who has father and uncle. So many different emotions were flooding her head, point of view she couldn’t make sense of them all. She said. “Okay, it’s in!” Paul announced as he paraded down the stairs. “Oh Fuckkkkkkkk Baby. He rubbed my nub. Just… don’t.” And of course, being a cat, she swatted it like it was a toy mouse. public Her fingers dug into reality her tits. Of course, the role of "the prince" was played by whichever boy czech at school that Lisa happened to have a crush on at the time. A gold necklace clung to her collarbone. They met in an embrace, tight and eager, his arms wrapping around her waist, hers around his shoulders, his cheek coming to rest on the familiar swell of her chest as she squeezed him, letting out a low sigh of relief as if every moment away from him had been difficult. What the hell are you talkin' about, Chica?" The bitch was in pretty good shape. Bella was dumbstruck. Jessie was right behind her. She watched it intently as my fingers walked across the flattened rushes towards her. “Is she as good as me?” Lola asked. A slight sense of arousal made my dick rear up for a moment, but I was too tired to do anything about it now. Her build up could be clearly understood seeing the fastened rhythm of her pov hip movements. making each other cum multiple times. He bent her down over the hood of the car, and lifted up her skirt. Trevor lived a short walk away in a studio apartment. When I felt Josie’s bra latch open in my hands, we both knew we were going all the way.