He laughed in her face, and then casually tossed her onto one of the mess tables. Stunned, Deanna lay sprawled on the cold metal, her vagina open and ...vulnerable. Still laughing, the Klingon followed the helpless woman onto the table, pinning her legs with his own as he searched for her cunt with his long, ridged cock... Under normal circumstances, Deanna Troi's femaleness would have responded instinctively to the overwhelming maleness of the Klingon. Now that instinctive response was. I felt as if I was going to explode. It felt twice as big as Moe’s had. And yet there was something that felt good about it. Sort of like when you need to take a good shit. Not when you’re constipated and feel blocked up, but when you’ve got a gut full and are going to enjoy dumping it out. I don’t know how to explain it really – but it felt good. And when he began fucking me in and out, what it did to my prostate was indescribable. I really started to like it. I realized that my dick was as. I was cumming and he wasn’t yet. That meant I would again. I always did when he shot off inside me with the knot. And sure enough, in the midst of my orgasm, I felt him twitch inside, he stopped and tensed, and spurt after spurt he came inside me. I felt his cum against my walls, coating me, filling me, filling me more than I could ever remember. My muscles in my arms went slack and I sagged from him briefly.When my orgasm on top of my orgasm finally settled, I once again mumbled my love and. . and out!" Melody heard Meg tellSally, before feeling the girls hands pulling the cheeks of her bottom apartand inserting something cold and slippery into her anus. "What are you doing" she cried turning to see what had been pushedinside her. To her horror Meg was holding a long length of hose with a funnelon one end and a pump ball in the middle. She recognised it straight away. "Enema" she shrieked and tried to rise, only to be pushed backdown again. Strong cords were used to tie her to.