Justin and Axel get a unique assignment for the STUD program; Ryan finally confronts his feelings for Scarlett
Galactic Date 5127.504 (continued)
Alpha Quadrant
“Oh my gawd! Oh my gawd!” Caty shrieks as Justin grips her hips tightly and mercilessly hammers her doggystyle. “Yeah! Fuck her…fuck her good!” Caty’s sister Brandi calls out as she’s pounded by Justin’s fellow stud, the musclebound Axel. The two tall, handsome sergeants have been given a unique assignment by the STUD program to impregnate three teenage sisters and they’ve started off by pounding the two younger girls in the bedroom that they share. The sisters are petite, pretty, blue eyed blondes, wearing their hair in identical braided pigtails; both are blessed with bountiful c-cup boobs just made for nursing future space troopers. “Pussy is…so fucking…tight!” Justin gasps appreciatively as his rigid, thrusting flesh piston is gripped by Caty’s young, almost virgin love slot; Axel grunts in agreement as he tools Brandi’s almost equally snug pussy. With the girls screaming in ecstasy, the two muscular 17 year old studs work themselves up into a sweaty lather until finally, Justin’s nuts explode; gasping loudly, he spews a slimy load of his DNA into Caty’s well fucked babymaker. While Justin is still ejaculating, Axel throws his head back and lets out a loud, orgasmic bellow as he blasts thick globs of his ball scum into Brandi’s snatch. For a moment, the room is silent except for the gasping and groaning of the two orgasming studs, as their balls spasm again and again, flinging their baby making slime deep into their moaning partners, the stench of their sweaty, muscled bodies filling the confined space of the girls’ bedroom. When his tool finally stops spurting, a panting Justin pulls out and flops down on the bed, Caty snuggling up next to him. “Oh my gawd! That was so amazing!” the 14 year old exclaims, placing her hand on the stud’s heaving chest, gazing at him with a dazzled, starry eyed look on her face. “Yo, was that your first time…?” the stud asks. “It was my first time doing doggy…my boyfriend always makes me get on my back…” the girl admits. “Yeah, her boyfriend is such a nerd…and he’s got a really small dick!” 15 year old Brandi calls out tauntingly from her bed as she enjoys a post-coital cuddle with the brawny Axel. “Yeah, you’re just jealous ‘cuz I have a boyfriend who loves me!” the younger girl shoots back. “My boyfriend loves me, too…and he's got a big dick!” Brandi counters. “Yo, where’s your sister…?” Axel now asks, already wearying of the catty back-and-forth between the two girls. “She’s in her bedroom waiting for you guys…matter of fact, she just asked me if we’re done yet…” Brandi replies after checking her ping. “I got dibs on her, dude…” Axel tells Justin, clambering out of bed, his 10 inch penis still an impressive sight, even though now only half-erect. “What about me…? Aren’t you going to fuck me now…?” Caty calls out to Axel in a pleading voice. “You just got fucked…you’ll have to wait until after I do your sister…” Axel coldly informs her and without any further ado, he exits the room, Caty’s eyes longingly following his naked, muscled butt as it recedes down the hall to the older sister’s bedroom. “Yo, time to move on to the next pussy!” Justin now announces cheerfully, clambering out of Caty’s bed and climbing into Brandi’s, his dick noticeably stiffening into a fresh erection. “Oh, yeah, baby! Now you can fuck a real woman!” Brandi exclaims eagerly, getting in another shot at her younger sister; she and Justin exchange a passionate kiss, their tongues thrashing together as she grabs the stud’s rapidly stiffening pecker and pumps it with her hand, quickly bringing him to full rigidity. “What am I going to do…?” a neglected Caty now asks in a pitiful voice from her lonely bed. “You can watch us…or you can ping your boyfriend and tell him that you just got fucked by a real man!” Brandi replies in a snarky tone; laying back on her pillow she opens her legs wide. Justin, positioning himself on top of her, slips his erect tool into her love slot and starts to thrust…
“Oh my gawd! Yeah! Fuck her!” Caty exclaims, watching in wide eyed amazement as Justin pounds her sister into the mattress. Her legs open wide like two goal posts, feet pointed at the ceiling, Brandi lets out a series of ear piercing shrieks as Justin pummels her into one orgasm after another, the bed creaking loudly with every forceful lunge of the stud’s hips. Looking on, Caty seems mesmerized by the stud’s firm, muscled ass cheeks, flexing and rippling with every thrust that he slams home. At the climax of the prolonged pussy thumping session, the stud’s balls finally spasm and with a visceral groan, he spews his man sludge deep into Brandi’s babymaker, as she moans her approval. “Woohoo!” Caty yelps, cheering the stud on as he orgasms into her sister. “I’m full of cum now, baby! Two loads! You and Axel!” Brandi exclaims happily as she cuddles with the sweat soaked stud just moments later. “Those are just the first two…we’re gonna pump you full!” Justin assures her. “I need to fuck Axel now! I need two loads! I need that cum!” Caty exclaims in a despairing voice, hornier than ever from watching her sister’s frenzied session with Justin. “No worries…when he gets done with your sister, he’s gonna come back here and fuck your brains out!” Justin assures her. “Kewl!” Caty exclaims happily. The stud and the two girls now listen for a moment to the loud screams of ecstasy coming from the eldest sister’s bedroom down the hall. Now that they’ve stopped bickering with each other, Justin is impressed with the two cute teen sisters; they both have voracious sexual appetites and an obvious eagerness to get pregnant. “Yo, how did you hook up with the STUD program, anyway…? We usually bang older chicks…” he asks them, genuinely curious. “Our mom hooked us up…she told us that we better get busy and start making space troopers for Xares…” Brandi replies. “Yeah, our sister already has a baby and our mom is like, ‘when are you two slackers gonna get started…?’” Caty explains. “I mean, we could do it with our boyfriends, but it’s more fun this way…” Brandi adds with a giggle. “I’m still trying with my boyfriend…we did it last night…” Caty replies. “Yeah, you can keep trying with him…and trying…and trying…he’ll never get the job done!” Brandi replies dismissively. “Yo, cut the dude a break…It’s a lotta work gettin’ a chick pregnant…” Justin now interjects, earning him an appreciative smile and a thumbs up from Caty as he defends her boyfriend...
The oldest of the three sisters, 16 year old Alina, throws back her head and lets out a loud orgasmic howl as Justin hammers her doggystyle. Wearing her hair in braided pigtails like her two siblings, Alina is the most beautiful of the trio and has the biggest pair of jugs, a bountiful set of d-cups; Justin grasps her hips firmly as he pummels her pussy with rapid, forceful thrusts. After a prolonged pounding, the stud’s nuts finally convulse, spewing his blond DNA carriers into her babymaker, where they will compete with Axel’s already swarming gametes. “Fucked three sisters today!” Justin exclaims boastfully as he and Alina snuggle after sex; they can hear Caty’s screams of ecstasy from down the hall. “You’re so amazing! You both are…you’re a couple of studs!” the girl assures him, running her hands all over his broad chest. “Yeah, my dude Axel’s fucking the shit out of your sister!” the stud replies gleefully as Caty’s orgasmic shrieks continue. “Oh my gawd! He lasted so long! I thought he was never going to cum!” Alina murmurs, still dazzled by her encounter with the hulking stud. “Dude has stamina…gotta give him that!” Justin agrees, impressed by the staying power of his fellow 17 year old. “Getting fucked like this is just what we need…all three of us are going to get pregnant tonight…I just know it!” Alina exclaims happily. “Yo, it’s so cool what you chicks are doing…you’re gonna field a whole squad of space troopers!” the stud replies. “That’s the plan! I got us started…I already have a son…he’s going to be the first space trooper in the family!” Alina proudly informs Justin, showing him a pic of the future recruit on her ping. “Cool! Hopefully we’re gonna knock you up with three little dudes tonight!” Justin informs her. “That’s what we want…three boys! Funny thing is, mom had the three of us, one right after the other…she doesn’t have the gene for having boys, but she had us tested and somehow we do!” Alina replies happily. “Your mom should try again…me and Axel would be happy to work her over!” Justin offers. “Nah, she’d probably just have another girl…just another mouth to feed…Brandi, Caty and me, we’re gonna fill the house up with boys! Rowdy little space trooper boys!” Alina replies, her bright blue eyes lighting up eagerly at the prospect. Just then, they hear Axel’s loud bellow of triumph as he finally blows his load, followed by Caty’s giggling. “Oh my gawd!” Alina murmurs again…
Justin and Axel spend the rest of the night hammering pussy; moving from bed to bed, they each spew two loads of their DNA into each of the sisters; Alina, Brandi and Caty each have four loads of wriggling babymakers blasted into their love slots. Whether it’s the frenzied night of fucking with the two STUD sergeants, or their boyfriends or one of the other random blond dudes that they fuck over the next few days, the girls’ hard work and dedication to the cause pay off handsomely; all three will miss their periods next month…
Scarlett moans in ecstasy as she takes an intensive doggystyle pounding from 15 year old Dawson, another one of her brother’s friends from his space trooper platoon. Dawson is a cute blue eyed blond with a 6 inch tool; he repeatedly tosses his head back in a vain attempt to keep a lock of his golden hair from drooping down across his forehead as he hammers the dick hungry redhead into a string of multiple orgasms. Drenched in sweat, he groans loudly as he finally blows his load; it’s the first of five batches of his baby batter that he’ll dump into Scarlett’s well pounded snatch tonight…
DAILY CASUALTY REPORT:
3,027 space troopers killed in battle in Grid B-753, Beta Quadrant. 2,862 killed in Delta Quadrant Offensive. 330 killed in minor actions. Total death toll: 6,219.
Galactic Date 5128.504
The population of Xares-27 wakes up to the realization that the Zadon Wars, seemingly dormant for months, have flared up in full fury again. Scanning the daily casualty report page on the High Command’s website, which usually only takes up part of one webpage, viewers this morning are confronted by a display that fills a full page and spills over onto a second. More than six thousand thumbnails of teen boys, their youthful smiles frozen in time, all of them now rotting in Zadon burial pits or in the Delta bog. The battle in Beta is trumpeted by the High Command in its accompanying press release as a great victory with 5 Zadons destroyed and another one seriously damaged; the renewed offensive in Delta is meanwhile cryptically described as making “good progress” on its first day. Thousands of Xarian women wake up to find the form notifications on their pings, sent in the early morning hours, directed to next of kin of the slain troopers, usually moms, but sometimes older sisters, too. “The High Command informs you that (Name) has heroically given his life today in combat in (Blank) Quadrant. The High Command joins you in taking pride in the sacrifice that (Name) has made for Xares-27!” Many women receive more than one ping, but if she lost two or three sons yesterday, she can be doubly or triply proud of the sacrifice that she’s made for the greater good of Xares-27…
Delta Quadrant
A new day dawns in Delta Quadrant. The first rays of the sun catch the thousands of black, mud spattered armored bodies lying on the surface of the bog or partially submerged in it; there are still more corpses that have completely vanished from sight, lost in the depths of the morass. Carrottop lies sprawled out, flat on his back, his mouth agape, his wide open green eyes staring up vacantly through his helmet’s faceplate at a sunrise that he’ll never see. He was among the dozens of boys in his platoon who were slain yesterday when a Zadon battle drone ripped through their ranks with its shock wave cannons. Now his armor encased corpse is slowly settling deeper and deeper into the muck, his veiny 6 inch pecker frozen in a final erection, never to be thrust again…
The surviving space troopers struggle to their feet to meet the new day. Hungry, exhausted, with stiffened limbs from spending 24 hours in their armor, the teens are both mentally and physically drained, but in spite of all the carnage and horror that they witnessed yesterday, they have no choice but to forge ahead and continue the advance. They’re now too far into the bog to turn back, even if they were ordered to do so and they’ve already used up half of their air supply. The only option that they have is to press forward to the staging point on the far side of the bog where, presumably, there will be supplies waiting for them and they can take off their helmets to avoid suffocation; nobody seems to know how the helmets are going to be unlocked…by some kind of remote release code, maybe? At the very least, they should be getting oxygen booster tanks airdropped to them, their surviving sergeants and corporals assure them. The teens are no longer enthusiastic for battle, but they’re grimly determined; most of them have lost friends and even brothers in yesterday’s carnage and they owe it to their slain fellow teens to continue the fight, to make it to the other side of the bog, even if there’s only one of them left. About the only consolation they have is being allowed to abandon their heavy backpacks, along with their useless combat knives; they keep the water bottles strapped to their belts, looking forward to quenching their thirst when their helmets are finally unlocked on the far side of the bog...
Hard on their heels are 5,000 fresh space troopers who are flung into battle on this second day of the offensive; teenage boys are a plentiful and highly expendable commodity on Xares-27 and nowhere is this more true than in Delta Quadrant. Once again, most but not all of the troopers being sent into combat today are recruit battalions of raw 14 year old farm boys from Epsilon; the surplus thousands of eager freckle faced redheads need to be depleted as quickly as possible. It will be another day much like the first, with the heavily weighted down teens struggling through the bog, with Zadon battle drones and hypersonic mortar blasts shredding their ranks and boys disappearing from sight into the hidden, treacherous sinkholes and it will continue like this, for day after day, week after week, and still the boys will keep coming, more of them being fed into the bog every day in their thousands…
Alpha Quadrant
“Courtney Starr? Courtney Starr’s really coming here…? Honey, you’ve got to introduce me to her!” an excited Shannon implores her boyfriend. “Yo, babe, I would if I could, but I’m probably not even going to meet her…she has a publicity picture shoot with Justin and then he’s taking her to dinner at the Quasar Lounge…” Logan replies. “You never take me to the Quasar Lounge…” Shannon observes in that curious tone of subdued edginess that all boyfriends dread. “Because I can’t afford it on a corporal’s pay, babe…Justin can’t even afford it…the High Command is picking up the tab…” Logan replies. “Is Justin gonna bang her?” Ryan now asks, not even bothering to look up from his ping. “That’s guaranteed, dude!” Logan replies, to which Ryan flashes a thumbs up. “You guys are just jealous! Okay, I’ll ask Justin to introduce me to her!” Shannon replies. “Yeah, you’re in good with Justin…” Ryan remarks with a smirk, still absorbed with his ping. “More like Justin’s in good with her…real good!” Logan teases his girlfriend, just barely dodging the sofa cushion that she flings at his head...
“Yo, sis, Cody says hi…” Ryan informs Shannon as they lounge on the sofa with Logan. “Mmmm…Cody…he’s so cute and sexy…right back at him!” Shannon purrs in response. “You should ping the dude, babe…” Logan now suggests. “I don’t have his ping…” Shannon replies primly. “There…problem solved…” Ryan replies, launching Cody’s ping ID into Shannon’s contacts. “You guys really want me to ping him…?” Shannon asks. “Yo, I’ve been trying to hook you up with him for months…you should do a lot more than just ping the dude…” an exasperated Ryan replies. “Just go on one date with the dude, babe…just to see what happens…” Logan adds encouragingly. “I already know what you guys want to happen…” Shannon responds, rolling her eyes; both her brother and her boyfriend are trying to get her laid. “Yo, at least give the dude a shot…I mean now that you’re hooking up with Justin…” Ryan replies. “I am not ‘hooking up’ with anybody! What happened with Justin was a one time thing…it’s never going to happen again!” Shannon replies. “Yeah, okay…whatever…” Logan mutters, suppressing a chuckle. “It’s all your fault, anyway!” Shannon responds, grabbing a sofa cushion and hitting Logan with it several times. “Yo, what happened with you and Justin, anyway? I know you guys went out on a date, but I never got the whole story…” Ryan asks. “It’s a good story, dude…I’ll tell you all about it later!” Logan replies with a grin. “No, you won’t!” Shannon exclaims; jumping up from the sofa, she grabs Logan by the hand, pulls him to his feet and drags him back to her bedroom, leaving Ryan alone on the sofa. “Yo, nobody ever tells me anything…” the redheaded teen exclaims; in response he gets a muffled little giggle from behind Shannon’s closed bedroom door…
“Yes! Yes! Oh my gawd! Yes!” Shannon screams, looking up at a sweat drenched, grunting Logan as he pounds her into yet another climax. Finally unable to hold back his load, the stud groans deeply as his nuts convulse and he starts spewing his love sludge deep into his girlfriend’s pussy. “Fuck…fuck!” he gasps loudly as Shannon gleefully encourages him. “Oh yeah, baby! Give me that load! Give me that cum!” she screams lustily. His orgasm finally spent, the stud pulls out and flops down onto the bed; Shannon quickly slides herself into his sweaty embrace. For a moment, the teen lovers cuddle in silent contentment. Looking up at the ceiling, a wicked grin suddenly flashes across Shannon’s face. “Did you cum, Ryan…?” she calls out loudly, her eyes flashing gleefully. From the other side of the wall comes the muffled response, “Yeah…thanks for askin’…” prompting Shannon to dissolve into a fit of helpless, convulsive laughter. “Dude!” Logan exclaims, shaking his head and letting out a good natured chuckle…
DAILY CASUALTY REPORT:
2,913 space troopers killed in Delta Quadrant offensive. 323 killed in minor actions. Total death toll: 3,236.
Galactic Date 5129.504
Alpha Quadrant
“Brace it up against your shoulder…yeah, like that…” Logan coaches Ryan; the teens are on the training field in full armor and Ryan is down on one knee, sighting down the long barrel of a rocket launcher as best he can through the thick visor of his helmet, aiming at a Zadon target practice dummy. “I’m on the back panel…but the sensor is still black…” the younger boy replies, gritting his teeth; the launcher is heavy and unwieldy and his armor’s limited range of motion has him straining to keep the weapon in place against his shoulder. “Just keep fine tuning it…that’s it…brace it up against your shoulder as tight as you can…get the eye piece up against your helmet…just a little more to the right…” the corporal coaches him, watching as the barrel of the launcher inches its way over in the right direction. “Got it!” Ryan cries out as he sees the targeting sensor go from black to red. “Squeeze the trigger…” Logan orders him. “It doesn’t work!” Ryan exclaims in frustration. “Use two fingers…” the corporal advises him and employing two of his thickly gloved digits, the young trooper finally gets the practice round to pop; the Zadon target dummy glows bright red with a virtual internal explosion, testifying to the accuracy of his aim. The training session over, the two boys head back towards the barracks, Logan carrying the launcher; fortunately there were no officers or sergeants that spotted them. “Wow, that was cool! Way better than the simulator!” Ryan exclaims as they walk along. “Yeah, the simulator doesn’t give you a feel for how to handle a real, live weapon…and each one has its little quirks, like you need to use two fingers on the trigger on this one…” Logan replies. “It wasn’t easy keeping it braced and getting the eye piece right up against my helmet like that…” Ryan admits. “You’ll get used to it, dude…“ the corporal assures him. “What’s it like with a live round…?” the younger teen now asks. “Make sure you brace yourself if you’re live firing…that’s why we always fire from a crouch like that…if you fire it standing up, it’ll put you on your ass…“ Logan counsels him. “Thanks again for letting me try it out, bro!” Ryan exclaims appreciatively. “No worries, bro…just don’t tell anybody that we did this…” Logan replies. “My lips are sealed, dude!” Ryan assures him. “I don’t know why they won’t let us show you younger dudes how to use this shit, but at least now you know…it might pay off some day…” Logan observes as they near the barracks…
“You’re so mean, Ryan!” Scarlett exclaims, infuriated by the boy’s indifferent response to her invitation. “Yeah, I guess so…” Ryan replies with a shrug, digging his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Off duty after his impromptu rocket launcher training, he’s been cornered by the girl outside their apartment block; looking down at his feet, he avoids the imploring feminine eyes that are drilling into him. “C’mon! Why not…?” Scarlett asks in a pleading voice. “Because I don’t want to…” the boy replies, still not looking up. There’s a brief moment of frustrated silence and then the girl tries again. “But why not…? Is it because…?” she starts to ask, but Ryan quickly preempts her. “Yo, I liked you, Scarlett…I really, really liked you a lot…matter of fact, I was kinda hoping…” he begins, finally looking at her with suppressed intensity, but he quickly catches himself and falls silent again, dropping his gaze back down to his feet. “Hoping…? What were you hoping…?” Scarlett asks breathlessly. “Forget it…” the boy replies, shuffling his feet. “C’mon! Tell me! What were you hoping…?” Scarlett insists, in a pleading tone; she recoils when he turns his full attention on her again in a blind fury. “I was hoping that I was gonna be your first, Scarlett…and you were gonna be mine…but I guess my dick wasn’t big enough for you! So go ahead, fuck Justin and Logan and Cody and everybody else! See if I care!” the boy snarls wrathfully. He stalks off in a smoldering rage, leaving Scarlett to burst into tears…
“Oh my gawd! Oh my gawd! Harder! Harder!” the blonde MILF screams as Justin clamps his hands down on her hips and relentlessly hammers her doggystyle. Janine is a tiny, topheavy 37 year old; only 5’2, she boasts a bountiful pair of C cup knockers and the stud has been tooling her for close to 10 minutes now in an impressive show of endurance. Although slight of stature, the MILF can take a pounding and she screams lustily as the muscular stud mercilessly pummels her pussy. Gritting his teeth, the stud realizes that he can’t hold back his load much longer. Grunting loudly, sweating profusely, he tightens his grip on the MILF’s pelvis and slams home a final flurry of frenzied thrusts until his balls finally explode. “Oh fuck!” he exclaims, throwing his head back and groaning as his spurting tool flings his genetic sludge deep into the MILF’s babymaker…
“Oh my gawd! Oh my gawd! Two!” Shawna shrieks in ecstasy as Logan slams home another thrust that pushes her over the edge. The 40 year old big titted blonde looks like a prim librarian with her nerdy glasses, but there’s nothing prim about her lusty enjoyment of the doggystyle pounding that she’s being subjected to; she’s been loudly counting off her orgasms, both during the preliminary pussy eating session and now as Logan mercilessly hammers her. “I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum…” the sweaty stud gasps urgently. “C’mon, baby! Let’s go for three!” the MILF calls out over her shoulder, but Logan has reached the limit of his endurance. He lets out a loud groan as his nuts spasm and his spurting tool starts hurling his man sludge into the MILF’s love slot. “Five orgasms, baby! Three from eating pussy and two from fucking!” the MILF exclaims happily as the stud continues to ejaculate deep inside of her. Logan merely groans in response; 5 orgasms for the MILF and only one for the teen, just the way it should be…
“These were two of my sons…Chad was a sergeant and Dane was a corporal…I was so proud of them!” Janine tells Justin showing him a pic of herself with two, tall, goodlooking blond teens; standing 6 feet tall, both boys tower over their petite mom. “How many did you have altogether…?” Justin asks, always impressed with chicks who have given multiple sons to the war effort. “Four…they were all so tall! I love big, tall guys like you, so I always ended up with tall kids!” she giggles. “Don’t worry…we’re gonna make another tall dude for you tonight!” the handsome stud assures her, his pecker rapidly stiffening into a fresh erection. “Oh, baby!” the petite MILF exclaims, throwing herself into the stud’s brawny arms and kissing him with passionate intensity. In response, Justin gently but firmly rolls the MILF over onto her back; with a giggle she opens her legs wide, the stud slides his swollen pecker into her love slot and starts thrusting…
“C’mon, baby! I’m getting close!” Shawna exclaims, looking up at Logan as he works his hips with steady, rhythmic precision. “We’re gonna…do it…” the stud assures her in a gasping voice; in their second round of fucking, he’s determined to make her cum three times. “Almost there, baby…almost there!” the MILF exclaims happily, and the stud redoubles his efforts, slamming his hips with increased speed and force. The bed now creaking loudly, the MILF shrieks happily as she absorbs the frenzied pounding and then lets out an ear piercing shriek louder than the rest. “Oh my gawd! Yes! Yes! Three! Three!” she screams, her eyes rolling back in her head, her toes curling as she reaches up and tightly grips the stud’s straining biceps. Just then, Logan’s balls convulse; with a loud gasp, he releases another flood of his babymaking slime into his partner as he joins her in climax. The score in the uneven orgasm game is now MILF, 8, teen stud, 2…
Justin and Logan both spend all night working to impregnate their MILF partners for the STUD program and the greater good of Xares-27. Justin dumps 6 loads into Amy in a heroic effort to make a tall, handsome future space trooper. Logan spews 5 times into Shawna’s babymaker, the MILF making a diligent effort to keep an accurate count of all of her orgasms…
Bathed in sweat, Alec grunts loudly as he pistons his hips, ruthlessly tooling Scarlett’s pussy doggystyle. “Oh my gawd! I love doggy! Harder!” the pigtailed redhead cries out and the 15 year old stud complies, thrusting ever more forcefully with his rigid 8 inch flesh rod. Once again, Scarlett can thank her brother Sean for hooking her up; Sean is already sharing Melissa with Alec, so why not let the blond stud fuck his sister, too? “So fucking…tight!” Alec grunts approvingly; he smacks Scarlett’s right nether cheek sharply, eliciting a loud shriek of delight from the redhead. “Oh my gawd!” she screams again as she achieves another climax; just then, the stud’s balls convulse and he gasps loudly as his tool starts spewing deep inside the redheaded nymph. “Holy shit! Holy shit!” he groans, as spurt after spurt of his ball scum is hurled into the furthest reaches of Scarlett’s babymaker. Having expected an annoying, giggling little brat, the stud is favorably impressed and lingers on to fuck her 4 more times tonight, alternating between merciless doggystyle and mattress thumping mish. For her part, Scarlett, screaming in ecstasy, revels in the brutal pounding that she absorbs from the cute blue eyed stud with the spiky blond hair; she’s already forgotten all about her emotionally overwrought encounter with Ryan…
DAILY CASUALTY REPORT:
2,974 space tropers killed in Delta Quadrant offensive. 315 killed in minor actions. Total death toll: 3,289.