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“Colonel de Santo,” the general pov says. “May I call you Melena?” I look suspiciously at him. First names in the fleet mean bad news. “If you must, Sir,” I say. “You have been critical in our Republic’s fight against the Slavers of Aghara-Penthay,” he begins, “and proven your courage again and again.” There is not much I can reply with to this flattery, but, “It’s a fight I believe in, General.” It is a cause close to my heart. I detest the Slavers, and everything they represent, and I think there is amateur no more important task for the space fleet than bringing about their defeat. For decades, no, centuries, the Slavers have been the scourge of this part of the galaxy. Acting like common raiders, they prey on ships following their legitimate business along the trade routes, and creampie like all pirates the Slavers come not to destroy, but to plunder. As their title suggests, their fortune comes from the capture and sale of slaves. They’ve been so successful at this work that over the centuries they’ve grown hugely wealthy. These riches enabled them to afford so many ships and armaments to protect themselves that now they can menace this region with impunity. Even the Republic’s space fleet cannot currently beat them in their home territory, and dare not approach their hub, the horrific planet of Aghara-Penthay. We’ve fought a series of skirmishes along the frontier, encounter after encounter blowjob for decades and no sign of a victor. “We all want to see them defeated,” says the general with a nod of agreement that our cause is the right one. “And I can imagine that as a woman, you particularly oppose them.” Briefly I feel myself scowl, disliking any reference to my gender and how it might make a difference. He is, however, unfortunately correct. While the Slavers deal in slaves of any kind, and are known for selling some healthy, strong males for breeding stock or for intense physical labor, their specialty and their fortune comes from trading women. Beautiful women. The sexual desires of the galaxy’s men are insatiable, and the immoral rich and powerful will always pay well for compliant, broken, and most importantly desirable, female slaves. So, yes, given that as I too am a female considered to be unusually attractive, it is in my own interest to free the galaxy from their threat. My gender makes us automatic enemies. “You are perhaps the highest profile woman serving in the Republic fleet,” continues the general. “Your success in battle against the Slavers has made you a symbol of woman’s struggle for equal rights in the galaxy.” I am further irritated as once more the general brings my sex into the discussion, so I wave an homemade arm dismissively. I stumbled for words, and said, “Hurry up, bhaiya must be waiting.” He peeped under the bed where he had kept the shoes and picked up my brassiere and panties. As soon as Lilith broke off the stream of fire, the soldiers began to rise from their ashes and rebuild themselves. “Oh, your Mommy-slut loves her big son's dick in her. “But you're such a pathetic man, you grew jealous of a futa. “I’m Chloe. And it’s kind of nice to have someone creampie nice to talk to.” She wasn't going to clean it now in the sink and risk someone walking into the bathroom blowjob - it would have to wait till that night. I never would have admitted it to her, but I missed getting them. As he finished his climax, he let her fall back to the bed and she felt him withdraw from her pussy and wipe himself off homemade on her asscrack. I looked at her closely again and realized the boys were still there because my friend was incredibly hot even with clothes on. You didn't just agree to have sex with pov a black guy either. Nothing else was said and Jon came amateur back gave me the rest of the 100.