"Your lousy stepfather told me he just got liquored up and lost his head. I told him we don't need him around any more. Figure he'll clear out in a da...y or two." Nat guided me gently toward the kitchen. "Now look what Linda's gone and fixed for your birthday."There was a big chocolate cake on the table with sixteen white candles in it. Aunt Linda came across and gave me a squeeze. When her kiss on my cheek lingered and grew sensual, Nat didn't seem to notice. I sneaked an arm around her too and. I choke but start swallowing rapidly and the feeling subsides. He seems to cum for quite awhile but I sustain the sucking pressure and swallow it all down. Still holding the base of his cock, I withdraw his cock and rub his cocktip all over and around my lips and mouth. I grab one testicle with one hand and the other one with my other hand and gently fondle and play with them as I take his whole length back into my mouth for a final hard suck. He moans his gratitude. We open the door and. My heart was pounding, I was trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement as they shouted insults, they called me “wanker”, “pervert”, “filthy cunt” “fucking p**o” and other names. I was close to cumming. But I hadn’t heard two women and two men approaching me from behind.The two women (Alice and Jane) threw me to the ground and began to kick me around.“Filthy fucking cunt” Jane growled, “You should be castrated you bastard” The two men, (Peter and Alan) two huge back guys, and the two young. >That opened the door to suggestions from any of the participants, and the ideas flew. After hours of discussion, the plan was finalized, the final logistics decided, supplies loaded, and personnel transferred. The flotilla departed with multiple best wishes.For a thrown together, half-assed-planned, inadequately armed effort, the rescue mission was a surprising success. Almost!Five ships hung just inside the inner boundary of the target system’s Oort cloud. They knew, from the messenger drone,.