” She paused, then hit a couple of buttons on her console that recalled the holographic image of the dreadnought. Studying it again, she continued, ...“It looks like her ship took a couple of hits from plasma torpedoes, and it has sustained minor damage near the comms relay.”John frowned as he asked, “There definitely wasn’t anything incriminating on her in all the comms traffic you studied?”“Nothing,” Calara confirmed for him with a shake of her head. “She spoke to Norwood and Santini fairly. Walking through the kitchen, I could see the blood on the floor from when my forehead got cut. I started shaking uncontrollably and Mr. Walker put his hand on my shoulder."It's okay, Mira," he said soothingly. "Just get your backpack and we'll leave. You don't need to be here anymore."I calmed a little and got my backpack.I don't remember leaving the house or the ride back to Lisa's house. I was just suddenly sitting at their kitchen table, looking at my breakfast. Looking to my left, I saw my. She had a feeling of floating, before the bed-sheets rose up to embrace her and she was suddenly trapped between the bed and his hard embrace. She moaned as his erection pressed against her warmth through the silk, her hands rising up to embrace him, to coil around his neck and draw him closer, but in one move he’d seized both her arms and pinned them to her side. She groaned in protest yet he would not release her, his lips wantonly feasting on her for a moment more before pulling away, his. She had a talent few could hope to achieve and she reveled in it. She loved sucking cock and guzzling cum as much as I loved emptying my balls into her belly. She was my filthy little cumslut. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, watching as my cock slid in deep and came out glistening with her spit. Her grey eyes were dark as they met mine, she never looked away and all I saw was adoration and thankfulness that she was allowed my cock and ball juice. My fingers raked through her hair and curled.