"Nope," he chuckled at her. He poked his cock against her cheek to gether attention. "Behind you."She paused for just a moment, holding her tongue. He...r lips were so wet.And she could already smell how wet she was. She stretched her shouldersback and worked around with the cruel handcuffs until she felt the secondcuff click-click-click-click closed around her wrist. She immediatelybecame aware that this position forced her to thrust her tits out like astripper. Katherine wiggled around trying to. “Have you got the key to my room?” She holds out her hand, expecting Travis to pass her another key. When he doesn’t move she stands there for a second, until the penny finally drops. “You’ve only booked one room?” She can feel the anger rise within her as each word exits her lips. She doesn’t wait to let him answer the question. “That is really low, even for you!” She shuts the door to the room, so that the passing guests don’t get a front row viewing for the fury she is about to release. “I. They put this down to Governor Bob Kempe of the planet Rehome, and his enthusiastic support of their race. He kept telling everyone he met how kind and helpful the Personalia were. He made them out to be the ideal race to be partnered with - friends to be admired and praised; a defence force without parallel; a source of technical and financial wizardry; the perfect complement to human ingenuity and pushiness.That upsetting feeling of being uncomfortable, of being off-balance, of a slightly. She was too late. I pushed Jenna’s hot, slick body up against the wall and our bodies pressed together with a deep heat. I saw the wickedness behind her eyes when she felt my cock press against the back of her hand. She immediately tried to stroke me, grinding on my shaft with all she could, desperate to seek control. My fingers were around the base of Jenna’s throat and I held her in place. A snake hold for the woman whose body slithered beneath me, desperate to sink her teeth into me. I.