Captain Delk snorted, “She is a careful one.”I ignored him as she stopped beside the last door and reached out to feel it before placing a breachi...ng charge. I straightened as the door shattered and she rushed in and to the other side, “IMPERIAL MARSHAL DO NOT MOVE!”The suspect stopped moving as she came closer and reached out and turned him. I smiled as she shifted and turned and the kick that snapped back was swept up. The man went down hard and she went with him and touched the barrel of her. It was all I could take. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down tightly against me, burying myself as deep as I could and began sending stream after stream of sperm into her, my body jerking with each shot. After a minute or so Stacy collapsed on top of me breathing heavily. I grabbed her butt in my hands and gave her several small thrusts as the feeling gradually subsided. It was several minutes before either of us spoke. Daddy that was a really nice massage. Thank you Honey, any time you. ‘What the hell?’ she managed hoarsely, before leaning back against the metal wall, gasping for breath. Whatever that sound and light was, it had taken something out of her. She was reminded of the sonic weapons she had read of on a blog about advanced military technology. A freckled, very voluptuous brunette with long hair in a high, teased 1980s ponytail crawled over to her. ‘Don’ worry, luv,’ she said in broad Cockney, ‘Th’ wake-ness’ll wear off after an ‘alf h’our or so.’ ‘How long have you. What finally got Bridget in serious trouble in her senior high school year was when she began to tell stories on other girls in the school that were not only not true, but that were actually embarrassing. Bridget for some reason had decided to try building herself up by telling lies and distortions about other girls, and that was when one of the girls that she'd lied about started making arrangements to have Bridget brought down a few notches. It happened one Thursday night after spring.