. . ” “Want me to talk with him”“No, I don't want him anywhere near here!” Before I knew it tears was flowing again. I quickly wip...ed them as the maid I ordered with my bike came it. She bowed and told me it was ready and I quickly left not wanted to speak with father anymore. Why did he have to go and do something like that? I shook my head putting my backpack on and getting on my Suzuki Hayabusa aka My “Boyfriend”. I grabbed my keys from my Leon, my butlers hands and slid it. “After I got over the initial shock, it didn't seem like that big a deal. I mean I knew she was going to get fucked at the party, I just didn't think I would be the one leading the charge.” I said with a grin. “These next photos are from another party.” I explained. The next photo was of Jessica on her back with me holding one of her legs while a black guy named Trevor fucked her. My friend Robert held her other leg, and the two of us stroked our cocks over her face. “That's Trevor, he's got a. We had to stop every few days to replenish our batteries for all of our systems except the main gun. The guys in charge were a paranoid bunch and refused to give us environmental or space certified suits fearing desertion or defection to the rebels. The most important innovation installed in ALL Republic vehicles was a "KILL SWITCH" to prevent the poorly equipped rebel forces from getting even one of these old clunkers we were in.We were cruising at a leisurely 100 kms/h scanning the landscape. She held him also and she was very quiet for a long time.She leaned forward and kissed him, "Wow, it looks like some things still work. I forgot how good it feels. You're a very kind and considerate lover."She reached between them and grabbed his cock, "There's still one test. I have to know."He kissed her and caressed her breasts and flank for a long time. When she began to respond to his caresses he moved between her legs and moved forward. As the head of his cock touched her he looked up and.