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Laure focused her life on politics and paid little attention to the fact that she herself was outstandingly pretty with a full curvaceous body and lush breasts. It was a fatal oversight, for the Slavers certainly noticed. Perhaps it’s because her voluptuous perfection is fleshier than her fellow Runners that she’s the only one chosen for the dreaded grey scarf - a woman suitable for those species who enjoy sentient females as food. Even if Laure survives the Run, her political career is over. She has a slave mark on her face – she’ll never have the respect of her male colleagues again. She even worked closely with Palonae who also was one a senator and advocated the rights of women. In front of an audience of trillions though, Laure chooses to violate her personal friend rather than teen endure a shaming herself. Next there’s Cassarinie “Cass” Ridath, a gorgeous alternative comedienne with pouting lips and a full cleavage. She became famous across the galaxy for the scathing sassy observations she made about the inadequacies of men. Wagner wasn’t a fan. His opinion is that that the funniest thing she’s done in her career is fucking the helpless Palonae. With a green breeder’s scarf tied to her wrist, Cass is reminded that if she’s caught there’s going to be a lot petite more fucking in her future. “Keep your minds on the job, girls,” Klink interrupts. At the head of his cock I briefly, hungrily touch Tits’ lips, before making adorable descending kisses back to the base of his shaft. I’m beginning to think that not one woman is going to spare the princess’s pussy until Twisted Elle, the lead singer of radical feminist punk band “Bitch Factory” takes to the stage. Like the others she’s in this year’s Runner uniform - a leotard, the color of the Aghara-Penthay sand, and loose camo pants in desert pattern. Army boots make it look much like a military battle dress. It’s modest compared to the Runner costume selected in most years, although not entirely without humiliation - the Runners are denied underwear so each woman has to show the outline of her nipples through the clinging thin fabric. Elle always seems so sexually aggressive I’d assumed some negative experience must have turned her against men, but she carries the white virgin scarf, as well as the red pleasure scarf indicating her new purpose will be to entertain men between the sheets. She’s also the first to carry the blue scarf, of a woman whose sexual preference is for other females. The choices are barely out Wagner’s mouth before Elle is pulling the shoulder straps down over her arms. She gives a deliberate shrug as japanese she shoves the costume down to her waist exposing rather childlike small breasts with unusually asian rose-pink areola. Twisted Elle used to be covered in tattoos like most of the girls in Bitch Factory, but the Slavers have withdrawn her right to self-expression during processing. The skin around her shoulders and arms has been restored to fresh cleanliness. There is only one mark permitted on her – the swirling pattern of the slave imprint on the side of her face. She’ll carry this for life even if she’s the winner. Oddly they’ve left her punk hair – spikes dyed a glowing blue shade. Perhaps the Slavers thought it necessary to keep her identifiable. His eyes darkened, pumping harder into her as he put her legs up against his shoulders. Now Carlos was kneeling on teen the floor, holding up my asian foot, and kissing my toes. She was getting used to assfucking now, it seemed. As I make my way down to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, Eve’s already there. As I squeezed and tugged on them as milk splashed on Chrys's body. "Don't worry about it, she's fine." “And how petite were your the last two days?” I asked, the soothing click-click of the metronome echoing through my office. Chloe watched us, unsure of what we were doing. His balls swelled with cum – cum for Emily. They had to be quite large or so he told his customers. “Good mommies do all the housework,” my daughter said. Her mom was from Sweden, and she got her blue eyes, platinum blond hair, fair skin and tall, slender body from her mom. She quivered beneath me while Vladislav's bedsprings rasped and he grunted like a wheezing pig. He clasped her face in both hands. I am the boss in this family and what I say, goes. Just movement. Bigger and taller then me by what we had chatted about, and more equipped! I’m hoping she will open up with a little more time and effort. I saw my ‘loving’ wife, naked on the bed and there was a strange man with his cock pumping into her pussy, she was laying on his chest while another strange man was behind her with his cock buried deep in her ass. I'm quite sure this only happened because they both feel equal and semi-anonimous. His hands slid up and grabbed my breasts. As she adorable looked up her silver skin sparkling softly in the sun. Her lips were pursed and she began humming, Mm-hmm, Mm-hmm. japanese Shaking his head, he turned to Shelby. However the worst assault on his senses was the sight before his eyes.