I was in heaven as he plowed my fertile cunt with his steel hard cock. He went at me like he hated me and wanted to hurt me. He didn't of course and I... knew he was working out his weekend frustrations on me. That was my job - to take his frustrations - and I was happy to do it. Sure it might seem bad that I was his sexual punching bag, but I got some of the best fucking a girl can get because of his bitch of a wife. I should send her flowers for pissing him off so much! I felt his cock swell as. She surrendered totally to Ron’s demonic power as it brought her to a ever higher state of sexual frenzy. Another shudder ran through her body as her body convulsed and her back arched as she once again neared the brink of climax. Her fists were clenched as she reached out for the final moment. Never before had she been so close to nirvana that night and her breaths came in great gulps as her body went rigid, tensing for the initial throes of an intense orgasm. A fresh wetness invaded her moist. The cold air meant he was only slightly hard, but he twitched when he felt her warm breath on him, he twitched even more when he also felt her cold hands on it, but by then there was very little he cared about. She sucked only the head while using her hands to stroke him, pulling his skin back and forwards again, feeling him grow in her mouth. She tucked her teeth behind her lips and nursed on it, her hands switching between fast, short strokes, and long smooth ones, he moaned louder the faster. I scrapped from that one a few times."Outside, the Rascal passed by the tremendous hulk of a cigar shaped craft the size of two football fields. Used to transport the doomed populous of Earth by the millions into stations already in place around the planet, they were named after the famed Liberty ships of World War II. Built quickly and suited to one purpose, once their job was done they were obsolete. Much of the outer skin was gone revealing the inner super structure skeleton of the nine.