”Reg was not so blasé. “We should check the list against values. If the drug lord was setting up a wine cellar, then he probably wanted the best,... and probably the most expensive.”“Come on, dear. Let’s go upstairs. We have other things to do than looking at stones.”“True. We can have a look at the stairs instead. Oh, the joys of concrete!” he laughed at his own quip.As he finished speaking, Reg’s eyes widened and he halted in his tracks. “Have you looked at the concrete stairs, Frances?”“I have. She choked and gagged and spluttered and starting smacking her fists against his thighs – not even making a dent in those slabs of muscle, but the man allowed her no respite. And after fifteen solid seconds of just holding her on his hardening cock, Harry let her go and she snapped her head back in a daze, letting go of his shaft with a loud pop, her lips dragging against its immense girth as she slipped off.“Batard,” she snarled, even as her cunt gushed at the said bastard’s humiliation. Fleur. Only later did I realize that if we had broken down that would have given us another last chance to couple in ‘The Moving Windmill!’ But right then I was too torn with the emotion of the knowledge that I would live the rest of my life without Di – without Di, my incredible lover! – I was too torn with emotion to think deviously and set up another last love session with Di. So I just told Di that I was about to give her the most loving gift in my power, and then my semen blasted up into her as. Instead, Lena’s eyes widened as she watched the umbilical grow to accommodate his exaggerated stature. The metal was flexing like a sheet of silver flesh, expanding and shifting, until it looked as if it had been built to spec.Lena was amazed, awestruck, but Sleethe simply plodded along the tunnel as if it was all routine for him. Of course, he had no doubt been on Broker vessels at some point in the past. He must have been brought from his home planet to the Pinwheel on one such ship.She.