Pewbes and his nephew stepped into my blurred vision. As I focused on the two of them my surroundings came out of the haze.I was suspended between two... brick pillars in some overgrown walled garden. I put my feet under me to stand, only to find myself twisting into a ball as I felt the tap at the base of my neck again.After I recovered, a voice behind me said," I didn't say it you could stand, did I?" It was the voice of Roger Conaroe. He sounded like he was enjoying his new role as captor and. She felt an instant rise in her body temperature emanating from deep in her core, her face became flushed and her supple skin was again enveloped by that familiar prickly chill. She blinked slowly, deliberately; trying to compose herself discreetly and regain some control over her flustered body. She met his eyes and realized he was no longer talking, but was watching her with a mischievous smile… Did he know? When had he stopped talking? Why was he looking at her like that? She became anxious. Below the living area was Level-0, a self-contained plant recycling air and 64 cubic meters of drinkable water. The technology for Level-0 had been adapted from the era of lunar bases. It was extremely tough and long-lasting, and Basel and Eliana had no expectation of ever having to service the machinery.Eliana turned on a light in her bedroom as she woke and smiled. She was dressed in just her thermal pajamas and thinking how easy it would be to live a decadent life here. By common agreement,. Each movement of my tongue was slow and deliberate, as I searched for the places that would drive Izzy wild. I plunged my tongue as deep into her pussy as I could, and started wriggling my tongue rapidly loving her moans. I ran my hands to her ass and small of her back to support her as I felt her legs start to give way.Each movement of my tongue allowed me to find the spots that would drive her wild. Each sensitive spot I found I focused on, using my tongue tip to caress it wanting Izzy to.