The TEEN-aholics #02 Compilation Dillion Harper, Dakota Skye, Lola Foxx, Skylar

He was a hell of a lot Hardcore stronger though she had the advantage on him. Smiling she nodded to the tall blonde male that was aiding her. Watching as he limped across the deck she smiled, the last round of pain she gave him had been so satisfying. The problem was she was going to have the hell beat out of her before this was finished. Smiling again she thought, the payoff was well worth it though, IF she could rid herself of all the goody, goody thoughts she was starting to have. Growling she had teen left the last triad corner world. Looking at the world recede she was starting to think she'd never catch up with him. They were heading deeper into the territory of the seventh council when Sam's trail ended abruptly. What in the hell was going on? "Slave!" She shouted starting to get irritated. "Do you have anything on the life form readings? The bastard seems to have vanished." The male kept quiet as he started to run through several readings as fast as he could. He had to get this, and then his mistress would punish/reward he more. "Mistress!" The tall, blonde male suddenly yelled when he saw a back tracking of the Sam creature's energy. "According to this he has reversed direction." "WHAT!?" Mellos shouted as she floated across the room faster than she meant to. Smashing into the bulkhead she shook it off as she'd hardly felt anything. Pushing anal the male out of the way he was propelled into the opposite side of the spacecraft's bulkhead. Even as the male slid to the floor starting to lose consciousness he whispered, "Thank you Mistress." Then he smiled as his head dropped like a rock to the deck. A smile started to creep on her face as she saw where he'd gone. What was up with this Sam? He wasn't even trying to hide his life signature. Was he that strong now, or was he just that stupid? Smiling smugly she guessed the latter, she hadn't met many males that were very smart after all. That imbecilic moron leader of the IP forces that had been after her for the last few solar years was the closest to a smart male she met to date. Thinking of Sam she had to admit he was quick in battle though that only proved he was good at war. Then again, he had rendered her unconscious without wrecking her ship, That took a bit more brain power than most males had. "Slave!" She called then tsked when she saw him sprawled unconscious on the other side of the spacecraft. "Well I guess I'll have to do it. Well, guess you got more of the pain you'd been craving." Adjusting the ship's course threesome she smiled as she heard it accelerate. With any luck she would be healed in a week or less. Smiling wider she thought of the many people she was going to take her revenge on. First though she had petite to find Sam and here she shuddered have him kick her ass again. As soon as I showed up, she burst out of the crowd and gave me a huge hug. “Yes,” I have to answer. And by using the cabin she wouldn’t have to worry about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door. Clara #6 knew what she was doing, Clara #6 had done this before. She seemed not able to get enough of my prick in her ass. “You...you know what to do, right?” I sat next to her, and we talked for a threesome bit. Within seconds I’d decided that it wasn’t going to hurt me, in fact it felt good; so good that I quickly realised that an orgasm was building. He wasn’t entirely sure why, but he’d discovered with her that he really quite enjoyed taking her into his mouth before she was fully hard. I Hardcore want you to succeed. “Hah, I can’t even do the normal one justice,” he chuckled, glancing around teen the lobby in appreciation, taking in the different costumes among the excited gathering of fellow fans. The force of conflicting emotions weakened Candy's knees. She peddled faster as her nipples burned and her clit started to ache. She raised her hand and anal quieted the crowd again. Aaah! She loved it when he played with her tits and gave a gentle sigh as her nipples sprang erect. Bella’s hand moved to it and started squeezing it. I said, letting the ghost of a smile touch my lips. After all, the alternative is torture, death, and the imprisonment petite of your immortal soul. He bragged to his woman of his accomplishment, ending with a long howl.