We always used protection and because he knew I am a single mother he'd always pay me. I have no feelings for this man, we simply enjoy fucking eachot...her. Rather if I was married or dating, he always knew how to fuck me right and make me orgasim.Because I work at a bar I would get drunk and feel so lonely... Like clock work I would call him to pick me up. I'd suck him off in the car, we'd head inside and he'd rip my clothes off and make me scream in pleasure for hours. After he would pay me and. Now I was nervous that he would talk about it, but somehow I felt he wouldn’t.I met him again a few days later, but he avoided looking into my eyes. It was all normal behaviour and never once did he make me feel further embarrassed about the incident. I guessed that it was an accidental encounter and how could I blame him for that. Who would not want to look at a naked woman, especially her breasts? I had been careless and was myself to blame for what happened.But sometimes the thought of he. But what do they want with us? Why didn't theyjust take the cargo. Are they thinking of ransoming us? Science andnavigation officers? Good luck--they will get anything but a few laughsfrom the Starshine council.One of the girls, a pretty blond in a light blue jumpsuit spoke now, hervoice betraying a hint of accent Jun did not recognize. "He is confused.He doesn't understand why he is here and not his cargo." Telepath!Damn!The female captain slowly made her way to Jun, her heels clickingagainst. " Melanie lightly struck the girl's thigh but Cassie cried out like she'd beenhit hard. Melanie laughed again. The second blow did strike very hard. Cassiescreamed into the panties in her mouth and then felt the tingling rush thatcame after the sting of the whip. The next blow went over both cheeks of herstill-red ass, not as hard as the second. Then a harder strike landed on herlower back. Melanie started working her way back down varying each strike's direction,strength and sting. Sometimes.