Who knew little Zac had abs like that hiding under his shirt? Dad interrupted my thoughts by calling me. ‘Hello?’ I answered. ‘Hey Lil, where ...are you? You didn’t come home after school today?’ He asked. ‘Sorry Dad, I’m at the basketball courts like I am every other Wednesday night,’ I told him. ‘I’m sorry Lil, I forgot. Don’t forget about your date tonight,’ he reminded me, hanging up. I won’t, I thought. How could I? I looked at time. It was 4:30. The guys came over to us shortly. The blows to my back, ass and thighs increased in tempo and intensity, and the wetness between my legs became all but an ocean, as Master pushed and whipped me down the hall, through the library, and into a room behind the shelves. As we entered the small dark room I was so familiar with, Master again kicked my ass, and I again fell over, this time I remained where I had landed, and Master again kicked me, this time between my legs, the tip of his shoe pushing into my cunt. My cunt and ass. “Think of his big hard cock fucking the hell out of me on that last night.” Sean cried out as his cum began to fill her mouth. He looked down and watched as she pumped his cock enthusiastically and gulped down his seed with pleasure. He had watched her sucking off all three of her honeymoon lovers; Leroy, their first male acquaintance, Sanjay, the Indian tourist and Charles, the African American tourist. He had watched her pleasuring all of them with an enthusiasm he had never seen on her in. The view was split between a camera that must have been on the Dalriada and another that must have been on board one of the other Broadswords, within the Earth's atmosphere. They could see the flare as each of the smaller transport ships entered the atmosphere, the friction heating the hulls to a fiery glow. The Dalriada was firing steadily at the ships, picking some of them off.The small transports were darting about, trying to avoid the incoming fire. The USS Fife and Fortrenn had sown a.