Unsure of what would happen with life, Jeffrey had been droned, turned into a mindless devoted object existing to please men. drone, as it now knew it...self, was used as a servant in the counseling center until sold to the military for use as a nameless, empty, crewman.However, as it began its first mission, the Captain of that ship was brainwashed by the evil villain Lady Mindtaker, who reprogrammed the crew away from their homosexual orientation and to a fetish for her will. drone continued to. Hannah immediately began coughing as she took in much needed gulps of air. She hung her head in anguish and cried, unable to look at the biker’s huge penis anymore. She’d never deep-throated anyone and had no idea how to do it. It didn’t even seem possible to her. “Lucky for you I can’t wait anymore, I need to fuck that asshole,” Tank stated, jerking Hannah onto her feet and hauling her toward the mattress. “Please don’t, please stop, don’t hurt me please,” Hannah begged, as the brute. ” She looked at me incredulously. “You’re making that up.” I just chuckled and told her, “Just keep wearing it. It’s harmless fun and you’ll see I’m telling you the truth. Google it.” She did keep wearing it, and she loved the attention it brought her. It just made her feel good to know that at age 39, guys still found her appealing.In the midst of all this, we booked a romantic, 7-day cruise for our 20th anniversary, our first ever get-away without kids. As we packed, I asked if she was. She opened her legs and told me that she wanted me to take her from behind. I pulled out, and let her move to her hands and knees. I positioned myself behind her, and pushed my cock into her pussy. I held her hips as I began thrusting into her. She was really getting into it, and I could see and feel that she was getting close to cumming. I decided to see if I could push her over the edge, so I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back as I thrust into her. It seemed to work, as I could.