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sexual fantasy story of Rin Hayakawa :
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her breast, he began to rub and finger fuck Rin's pussy.
"Oh, that's good." Pemlar sighed, smiling a little. While spreading Rin's
legs, Rin Hayakawa mentally counted down. 5...4...3... "Oh, yes!"...2...
Suddenly Rin Hayakawa wrenched the blade downward and drove it down- straight through
the top of the Romulan's head. He died instantly, after a single spasm.
"Pig!" Pemlar spat, and pried Rin's pubic hairs out of his fist.
"Have you ever been married?" Quark quipped in amazement, "And did you
happen to eat your husband?"
"With a side of fries." Pemlar shot back, standing. Rin Hayakawa tried to repair
the damage to Rin's shirt, but it was useless. Looking up, Rin Hayakawa glared at Quark.
"Don't look at *me*;" he complained, "any interest I had has been
bludgeoned to death quite effectively, thank you."
"Want to tell me about the modificati
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