I was on top of him grinding and nearing an orgasm. Remembering that my ass belonged to his dad I had to come up with something.“Um, not tonight sor...ry.” I said. “I’m not really in the mood for it ya know?” I lied. The truth was his dad had fucked my ass for like an hour earlier that day and I was actually quite sore.“oh ok then. Maybe another time.” He said. I came on his cock while thinking about who owned my ass and how my hubby would never be allowed in it.The next morning I woke up feeling. They seemed to disagree at first but third guy counters in English with one convincing sentence: "Think how humiliated the stupid slut would be." They don't say more and I can't see what is going on except that third guy moves closer and stands to next to mouth guy. I can see him still stroking his cock which has grown quite stiff now and then it moves closer to my already filled mouth. He rubs it around my face degradingly, slapping me with it, poking it into my eyes and nostrils, then. Finally the bell rang. I went to the door and looked through the peep hole expecting to see Lisa, but it wasn't Lisa. Instead there was a tall woman standing there with her back to the door. She had dark hair and appeared to be well dressed. I assumed she was there to sell me something. I was very disappointed that it wasn't Lisa and I certainly wasn't in the mood for any sales pitch. When I opened the door the woman turned around. In the depressed state I was in I didn't realize who she was. ’ ‘And him?’ ‘He’s dead, whoever he is. Neck’s broken.’ Labine. It had to be, he was the only one left. A strangled gasp escaped Hrelle. Nathanil Labine… Seven Hells, he was getting married later this year. And Rabin just had a child. And Shekrev was planning on returning to Andor and running his own iceship business. He was staring upwards, and the attackers had to step around him for him to see: a slim, pale-skinned Terran male with a bald head, ashen beard and a sober black suit, a tall,.