"Prick sex," thought James. "They're serving prick-sex."It had been something of joke in the coffee bars with his work mates. The prick-seizers they w...ere called; almost mythical women that broke all the rules and sought out sex with men in ways that no one dared any more. They wanted penetrative sex with men on the serving end; vaginal sex and anal sex with cocks; fellatio; even hand-on-prick sex. It wasn't actually illegal but it was disapproved of by New Order party members and most of. ‘Good girl’ whispered my husband, ‘I bet his heart has stopped’ he continued as he read his magazine. Sure enough he had jumped, I mean how many guys get to see a beautiful woman casually drop their hand down their knickers and over their cunts. I sat like that, confident only he could observe, as he stood directly in front and the high sides of the seat shielded onlookers from the side. Tiring I withdrew my hand and reaching for my towel I stood up, wrapping the towel around my waiste, I. We turned and Michelle touched the main engines and we started gaining speed. I shifted the displays and focused on irregular signs.George cleared his throat, “Marine Intel dropped your EQ bag and a note from Molly. There was a Dragon code telling us Silver Griffin’s were insystem and headed in on a fast packet ship.”The sound of his voice made me glance back, “and?”He looked into my eyes, “Molly sent a note in a burn slip from a courier doing a private speed run.”I nodded and turned back to. I was thankful they’d all been drained at least once before they’d fucked me, otherwise it would be worse than it was.“Since they’re going to be using your ass,” Giovanni said, “put your yoni egg back in your cunt. Meet us in your husband's office.”So Pietro would see me surrendering my ass for the first time. Why not? He’d seen everything else. Nodding, I left the room. In the bathroom, I looked in the mirror. So this is what a whore looked like. I could see and feel the cum on my face and the.