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Star Trek : The Next Generation - Shadows : Chapter Four.

"Nobody was with her when she died," whispered Worf quietly,
fighting back tears of sadness as he came to the finish of Charlotte's
Web. All around him others were already in tears, some from beautiful
poetry readings, others from their new found love for each other.
"This is so pure," cried Deanna and hugged Worf,"I'm so sorry I
tried to change you and drove you away, I hope you and Dax are very
happy!"
As Worf nodded his understanding Beverly was sitting around a
campfire, playing a guitar and singing folk songs, she looked up and
smiled at the hugging pair, then noticed she could see through them.
"NO!" she cried in despair,"Not yet, we were just making
progress!"
Then she, Deanna and Worf disappeared.

-

Worf pulled his clothes back on and growled at No'Kase.
"You said we had an hour," he muttered.
No'Kase smiled in commiseration,"Some peoples psyches
inadvertently call back their good and evil personifications early,
nothing can be done, and you signed a waiver freeing us from any
possible problems encountered...."
"Yeah yeah," muttered Beverly,"Why'd it have to be just as
Deanna and Worf had made a breakthrough?"
"Actually," said Worf, sounding confused,"Hadn't you and me
just finished having sex?"
"Yes," said Beverly, just as confused,"But I also remember
you reading Charlotte's Web..."
"You keep the memories," said No'Kase,"It'll take a few days
to sort them out since you were pulled loose early."
As the Cardassian led them out of the room, Deanna noticed a
naked figure in one of the pods, if she didn't know better she would
have sworn the man inside - a man with graying hair streaked through
with black pulled back in a little ponytail and with aquiline
features - grinned at her.
She walked past the pod, glancing down at the name on the
square, shaking her head she hurried after the others.
The name on the square read :

P. Aradox

---

"Please don't kill me!" cried Riker, his face contorted by fear.
Tom Paris had been ready for anything, but not this, he
lowered his gun slightly and looked around as if expecting to see
something else was responsible for Riker's fear.
"Please!" cried Riker,"I don't want to die!"
Paris grimaced in disgust and swaggered over to Riker,"You make
me sick....." he started, and then Riker had grabbed his wrist, twisting
it around he drove Paris to his knees and caused him to drop the gun.
"Pathetic," growled Riker and kicked Paris in the face, knocking
the bounty hunter out.
"O'Brien," he yelled, tapping the comm badge fashioned in the
shape of an eye,"Get in here right now!"
A few minutes later O'Brien came through the door, he stared in
shock at Paris, who was being pulled away by a couple of Black Guard
Agents.
"Who's that?"
"Tom Paris, you know him?"
"I heard of the name," replied O'Brien, racking over the huge
amount of information he had in his mind,"He's a bounty hunter, pretty
good, used to be a hotshot pilot for Starfleet, joined the Maquis, betrayed
them and ended up in the New Zealand Penal Colony - lucky bastard - got
offered an out by one Captain Janeway, refused for some reason and was
released about a year later, he bummed around in Europe for awhile and
then started up business as a bounty hunter. So far he has a 98% success
rate."
If Riker hadn't of known that O'Brien was just a computer
sprite invented by a computer program he would have been impressed, as
it was he just grunted.
"Well he missed me," he finally said,"What does that make his
success rate"
"95%," said O'Brien, ignoring the fact it was a rhetorical
question,"So what do you want me for?"
"No bounty hunter, no matter how good, could get past all our
Security so easy, he was helped, possibly by the same person whose
been leaking information to Starfleet."
"And you still suspect me? Is that it?" asked O'Brien angrily.
"No, you, Data and McCoy are the only ones I really trust,
and I want you to find out who this leak is, and fast."
"I've been trying," said O'Brien,"But whoever he is, he covers
his tracks well."
"How often have you told me?" laughed Riker,"You're the best!"
O'Brien grinned and saluted, then walked out of the door.
Riker sat down and shook his head, he didn't care if this
dictatorship survived or not, in fact it would give him a great deal
of pleasure to see it destroyed, but not until he and Data could get
to DS9 without worrying about the information being leaked and having
to fight their way through a fleet of ships.

---

"DABO!" cried Picard and Quark winced.
The man had shown up and consistently won at the Dabo table
for over an hour now. He had long, white hair but was bald on top, he
had looked like a doddering old fool and Quark had gotten a Dabo girl
to convince him to play, now he regretted ever seeing him.
"That old fool is going to ruin us!" he cried to his brother.
"But brother, he's only won a small portion of our profits for
the past hour, I hardly think..."
"Would you like another pay cut?" muttered Quark and his
brother - who was smarter than he looked - shut up.
"Well done!" cried Quark, stepping forward and shaking the old
man's quivering hands,"You've just won the special prize!"
"Special prize?" asked Picard, keeping up the pretence that he
was an old fool on a lucky streak.
"Yes," laughed Quark,"Holosuite privileges for an hour, free
of charge, at the time of your choosing!"
The old man looked unconvinced, but Quark had seen how he looked
at the Dabo girls and he leaned forward and whispered
conspiratolly,"Plus your choice of....uh.....'special' holoprograms."
The old man's eyes widened and he whispered into Quarks large
ear,"Um....by special, do you mean....'special' or just special?"
Quark laughed,"I mean 'special' you lucky dog!"
Picard laughed out loud and shook Quarks hand.

-

He stepped through the door and groaned with relief as he pulled
the wig off and ripped away the prosthetic face.
"It worked, I can have the holosuite for an hour whenever I want."
Valdez nodded as she typed in some commands on the console in
front of her,"Did you see Moriaty?"
"No, but I didn't want to look conspicuous, we both know how
good Constable Odo is in our Universe, I didn't want to take the chance
here."
Valdez frowned at the mention of Odo's name and Picard sighed.
"I knew it, you've put a tail on him haven't you?" said
Picard, Valdez's face shot up and she stared at him with anger.
"I'll ask you not to repeat that."
"You consider him a Security risk, because he's part of the
race that founded the Dominion?"
"We can't just leave him alone and hope for the best, his race
doesn't exactly have a good track record with us."
"That's a racist comment if ever I heard one, Odo was brought
up by Cardassians, but that didn't stop them from distrusting him, he
worked on the Station as Chief of Security for years and still hardly
anyone trusts him, simply because a race he never knew doesn't like us."
Valdez was about to say something when he overode her.
"I'm not done, I can relate to Odo because I'm considered a
Security Risk too, aren't I?"
She just stared at him, unable to respond, he nodded sadly.
"Ever since I was temporarily assimilated by the Borg I've
been Security Flagged, even though I saved Earth from them on two
separate occasions."
Valdez was getting angry again.
"We don't live in a perfect Universe," she cried,"We flag people
for a reason you know, because they are risks!"
Before Picard could reply the doorbell went off, he grabbed the
prosthetic face and pushed it back into place, then slipped the wig back
on.
"Come," he said in his quavering old mans voice.
The door opened and a man stepped through the door, he held a
small cane and wore an old trenchcoat, there was an unmistakable air of
dignity about him.
"Hello Picard," said Moriaty,"Do take of that ridiculous disguise
why don't you, oh and then get us a cup of tea, Earl Grey will do."

---

O'Brien walked purposefully down the corridors, behind him came
almost twenty of the Black Guard, four of whom carried a struggling
figure over their shoulders.
"Let me go!" screamed the man, but the agents ignored him,"I
haven't done anything!"
They made their way to Riker's Office, Kincaid stood outside,
his arms crossed over his chest, glaring down at O'Brien. The two men
didn't like each other, especially since O'Brien had nearly killed his
friend - the Klingon Korad - in unarmed combat.
"Make way," growled O'Brien.
"Boss doesn't want to see anyone...."
"We have the traitor here," replied O'Brien. Kincaid hesitated,
then showed his eye to the scanner. Before anyone could see Riker they
had to be cleared by Kincaid, there was no way through the door unless
he let them.
As the door opened, Kincaid opened his mouth and started to
say,"You should know that Riker isn't......" but before he could finish
O'Brien fired his disrupter, killing Kincaid.
He rushed through the door, followed by the Black Guard Agents
loyal to him, they dropped the so-called 'traitor' who scrambled to his
feet and ran away.
O'Brien rushed through the door and saw Riker's unmistakable
face. As the Dictator opened his mouth to ask what this was all about,
O'Brien's disrupter fired and most of Riker's upper body was
disintegrated.
"Now," said O'Brien with a laugh,"I'm in charge."

---

Above the planet where Will Riker had based his dictatorship,
a small transport ship traveling on a routine supply trip to Berellium
3 powered up to Warp and disappeared in a flash of white light. Seconds
later white light flashed all over the area as ship after ship came out
of Warp. A giant Fleet of Romulan Warbirds appeared, coming out of Warp.
The defense satellites around the planet should have fired, but
for some reason they did not, and the Romulans fired on the city
below - that should have been cloaked as always, but was not - with
their disrupters at full force, destroying shipyards, barracks, power
stations and hospitals, somehow knowing the locations of the most
important places. Riker's formidable fleet was destroyed in a matter
of seconds, without even firing a shot back.

---

The transport beams faded and several Romulans stood facing the
traitor to Riker's dictatorship.
"Well Gentlemen," said Kira, standing over O'Brien's unconscious
body,"Did I do good?"
The Romulan's leader - I'Palta - laughed,"You shut down the
cloaking field and the Defense Satellites, you did very well indeed!" he
stepped forward, gripped Kira by the back of the head and pulled her
forward, kissing her passionately.
"You are so ugly," he said with a laugh as he pulled away.
"Then get me back to a the ship and I'll get rid of these
surgically altered features," laughed Kira,"Then we can get down to
torturing this fool!" she kicked O'Brien,"He thought that just because
we were having sex I was his, he was so easy to control!"
Kira - who was actually a surgically altered Romulan named
K'Nalt - stepped around the Office, she gasped as she saw Riker's
remains.
"What is it?" asked I'Palta.
"It's not Riker," she said, I'Palta's eyes widened and he looked
over the desk.
"What do you mean, I've seen the files, that's Riker!"
"No," replied K'Nalt,"Well....I mean, it is Riker, but not Will
Riker," she spat on O'Brien,"This idiot has just killed Tom Riker!"

---

The transport continued at Warp towards Berellium 3, on board
the ship Data and Riker were chatting.
"Incredible," said Data,"I can see why your Dictatorship was
never discovered, you were based on a city cloaked by a field on a planet
in the Neutral Zone!" he laughed, his emotion chip had been reactivated
once they had left the planet.
"Right," laughed Riker, he looked up at the helm,"Once we're
beyond that last Neutral Zone beacon I'll deactivate the sensor
scramblers and we'll change course to DS9."
As the transport passed the beacon Riker typed in the commands,
dropping to impulse he began making the course changes when he heard a
cough behind him. He whirled around as Data grabbed for a phaser.
"Not so fast!" laughed McCoy, stepping out from behind an empty
carton.
"What are you doing here?" growled Riker.
"I know, I know," laughed McCoy,"Thought you could escape
without me, eh?"
"Escape, we're on a mission..."
"Don't lie to me," said McCoy,"A mission never takes precedence
over your brother, I knew it was going to be bad when you tried to
escape without warning him."
"What?"
"Whatever happened," replied McCoy,"I checked this transport
and saw that the cartons weighed a lot less than they should, I realized
it was a front to get out and I stowed away."
"Comman.....uhhhh, Boss," said Data, deactivating his emotion
chip,"I've used long range scanners into the neutral zone and located
nearly 160 Romulan Warbirds, all surrounding your planet."
"160!" cried McCoy,"I knew you were wanted kid, but not that
wanted!"
Riker dropped into the pilots seat, his muscles going loose in
shock. He couldn't believe it, even though it was nothing more than a
computer program, he found it impossible to believe that what had been
an Empire five minutes ago was now gone.
"Sir," said Data, looking over the sensors,"Sensors show a
ship 90'000 kilometres away, approaching at impulse."
Riker looked up as the ship approached,"Take evasive action
Mr. Data," said Riker,"We don't have time to chat with...."
"Sir, they have locked on phasers, if we attempt to take evasive
action it is possible one phaser blast will destroy us."
Riker watched as the ship took shape, it was a lot larger than
the small transport, and very familiar.
"Is that...?"
"Yes sir, and they're hailing us," replied Data before Riker
could finish the question.
A face appeared on screen.
"William Riker? This is Captain Katherine Janeway of the
Federation Starship Voyager, I am ordering you to surrender or we shall
fire upon you."

---

When the lights went out No'Kase didn't panic, he simply said.
"Ahhh, adds ambience doesn't it."
"Can it, Cardassian," muttered Worf,"You already have our money."
No'Kase laughed quietly, then muttered something under his breath.
Beverly happened to be looking out a window when she saw the
green bolt of energy come down in the distance.
"Hasn't this power-cut shut off your games?" Deanna asked him.
"No," replied No'Kase,"The games run off a different circuit."
"Umm," started Beverly,"Did anyone else see that?"
"See what?" asked Worf.
"What looked suspiciously like a Romulan Disruptor Blast coming
down on that city over there."
"Oh dear," said No'Kase,"This may be a problem then."

---

Riker, Data and McCoy stared at the phasers in their faces.
"That isn't necessary," said Data,"We agreed to come along
quietly."
"I'm sorry," said Janeway with a smile,"We tend to not take
the word of mad dictators and crazy old men at face value."
"Hear that," growled McCoy,"They called you an old man Data!"
"Enough of your crazy old man act," said Janeway,"You're wanted
too, McCoy."
"Under what charges," spluttered McCoy.
"Aiding and abetting a known felon is just one of many," said
Janeway,"Now if you don't mind, please go along with Security Chief
Magor here, he'll take you to a lovely little holding cell in the Brig."
The large man next to Janeway grinned and leveled his phaser
at them,"This way gentlemen."
He led them down a long corridor.
"Options Commander?" asked Data under his breath.
"Sit still for now," replied Riker,"We'll see what happens, if
I know this area right the Voyager will probably unload us at DS9, where
we'll wait upon the leisure of Starfleet Security."
Data smiled slightly, taking care not to let anyone
notice,"Understood, sir."

-

Voyager sped along at Warp 5 on a direct heading for DS9.
"Captain," said Ensign Kim, a hint of unease in his voice,
Janeway looked up at the young Asian American, he was still a little
green, despite having shared several adventures on the ship and showing
exceptional talent.
"What is it Mr Kim?" she asked him with a warm smile.
"Sir, long range sensors are picking up two ships engaged in
a firefight..." he looked up nervously,"I recognize one of the energy
signatures."
She didn't disbelieve him, Harry showed remarkable aptitude
for Science,"Very well Mr Kim, what ship is it."
"The Maquis vessel commanded by Captain Chakotay," he
responded, seeing her eyes widen,"The other ship is registered as a
Beta Promethian 'Freighter'."
"Call in another ship," she said,"Our prisoners are too valuable
to risk."
"We are the only ship within range Captain," Harry
responded,"The Freighters shields are buckling."
Janeway didn't hesitate a second, her motives not entirely
based on Procedure, but a desire for closure, she had clashed with
Chakotay unsatisfactorily several times,"Very well Mr Kim, send the
co-ordinates to Helm," as he complied she turned to the helmsman,"Set
course, Warp 5."

-

Voyager shot sleekly through space, traveling at five times the
speed of light towards the battle between the Maquis ship and the
Freighter.
"Lock phasers on their main engines," Janeway said,"Fire as soon
as we're in range, we won't cut through their Shields...." she
smiled,"Not yet at least.. but we will get their attention."
Voyager came out of Warp, phasers instantly firing on the
Maquis ship, causing the Shields to glow a bright blue as pressure was
put upon them.
"We've damaged the Shields, they're compensating by draining
power from non-essential systems," reported Harry,"Captain, they are
hailing us."
"Open a channel," replied Janeway,"How is that Freighter?"
"Moving at half-impulse on a heading directly to DS9."
"Good, we can buy them some time at least."
On the screen, the face of a man in his mid thirties appeared,
a strange tattoo over one eye .
"Captain Janeway, surely you have better things to do than waste
your time on a little skirmish like this?"
"Captain Chakotay, I am ordering you to surrender, if you choose
not to do so we shall fire upon you."
He laughed, a hard and bitter sound,"Captain, we've gone through
this before, we'll escape just like last time."
"Chakotay," she replied, a little sadly,"Surely you realize
that Voyager is faster, stronger and more advanced, you can't hope to
escape."
"We've clashed three times before and escaped three times
before, and we've learned some things, don't make us hurt you."
"Mr Kim," said Janeway, signaling for the transmission to be
broken off,"Fire on them at will."
"Captain!" cried Harry before he could respond to her order,"Our
Shields are dropping!"
"What!" cried Janeway, and then the ship was rocked as phaser
fire blasted the ship.
"We're hit!" roared Harry,"Hull integrity on decks 15 to 17 at
25%"
"Fire!" she yelled.
"We can't!" he roared,"Don't ask me how, all consoles but
internal sensors are dead!"
As Janeway prepared to respond she heard the tell-tale hum of
a transport beam, she twisted around and stared in shock as the majority
of her Crew were suddenly beamed of the ship.
"Harry!" she cried,"What's happening?"
Harry looked over the sensors,"Sensors indicate that the entire
crew but you and I have been beamed of the ship, registering a large
amount of teleport beams originating from Maquis ship.
"Dammit!" she cried,"Why were you and me left behind?"
Harry grinned and lifted his phaser, pointing it directly at the
startled Captain of Voyager.
"Because," he said with the same grin on his face,"You're the
victim of a good old fashioned double-cross."

-

Riker, Data and McCoy had watched in shock as Magor was
teleported away, they remained, protected by the Holding Cells Forcefield.
"What the hell is going on," grumbled McCoy.
"At this point," replied Data deadpan,"I couldn't even give you
a prediction."
Not long after, the doors to the Brig opened and Janeway walked
in, it only took them a second to register that she was in manacles.
Behind her walked Ensign Harry Kim, a female half-breed and three very
large men. The woman was beautiful, her features both Human and Klingon,
she grinned at the three in the Holding Cells.
"So you weren't lying then, Mr Harry Kim?" she laughed as she
and Harry directed the fuming Janeway into the spare cell.
"Would I lie to you, Miss B'Elanna Torres?" replied Harry with
a sheepish grin, he turned and looked at the hulking Security Men,"Take
these three up to the Bridge, Captain Chakotay would like to see them."
The men released Riker, Data and McCoy and led them away,
B'Elanna sauntered towards Janeway's cell, knowing that Harry's eyes
were crawling all over her body, especially her ass as the cheeks rubbed
against each other in her tight leather pants.
"Poor Captain Janeway," laughed Belanna,"Look at you, all alone
with no Crew and no ship," she looked around with a sly grin on her
face,"You know that we didn't beam your crew to our ship, just into
space!"
Janeway's eyes widened in shock and horror at the thought,
nearly 150 men and women, dead! It was impossible! Wasn't it?
Harry smiled as Belanna turned and wrapped her arms around his
neck,"Harry here dropped your Shields, shut down your phasers, and he
was the one who beamed your crew into space!"
Harry didn't even look up to see Janeway's horrified
reaction, his eyes simply stared in Torres' in total adulation.
"Would you like to know why your loyal crew mate who had so
much 'potential' did what he did," she said with a smug little smile,
turning and looking across at Janeway, who was staring back with
impotent anger,"This is why," laughed the Half-Klingon and reached
down, gripping Harry's groin.
"B'Elanna!" cried Harry as one strong yet gentle hand gripped
his crotch,"Come on, we should be getting back to the Bridge."
B'Elanna Torres just laughed as she felt him growing hard beneath
her hand,"These uniforms are so tight, what do you do if you get an
erection?"
Harry gulped, B'Elanna drove him crazy, he couldn't get enough
of her, but he knew the risks inherent in this mission - they had just
hijacked one of the newest and most advanced Federation Starships, if
they weren't careful now they could all die.
Patience," she said, pulling her trousers off, she was wearing
small, black thong panties,"Come on," she laughed,"You know what I want."
She lay down on her back - her toes resting mere inches from
the Forcefield that held Janeway in - and spread her legs, he ripped his
tight uniform pants of and crouched down over her on all fours.
Reaching down with his mouth he gripped her panties and tore
them loose with his teeth, she gave a squeal of delight as he revealed
her closely shaven pussy.
"Come on Harry, use that tongue," she laughed, gripping her
breasts in her hands, massaging them. She arched her back up, pushing
her crotch towards Harry, who pressed his face into her tight, hot pussy
and slid his tongue up and down her dripping gash.
B'Elanna lifted her face and stared over her breasts down to
Harry's face, seeing his tongue slide into her pussy drove her crazy,
his tongue felt so good pressing as deeply as possible into her hot
vaginal passage.
Harry loved the taste of Torre's twat and he licked and
sucked hungrily between her cuntlips and her erect clit, moving his
mouth between tongue fucking her cunt and sucking on her clit. He
had learnt a couple of new tricks since he had seen her last, reading
up on all the books on sex he could find (The work of Harold Robbins
had been most instructive) and he began running the tip of his tongue
from her clit, down over her cuntlips and between her asscheeks, coming
to an end at the base of the ground he ran his tongue as far back as
he could towards her asshole, then brought it back up her slit and
pushed it as deep into her hot, juicy snatch as far as he could.
B'Elanna moaned in pleasure and grabbed the back of his head,
humping her cunt up into his more than willing face.
"That's it Harry!" cried Belanna,"Shit! You use your tongue
better than most men use their fucking cocks! You hear that Janeway?
You fucking dumb bitch! All this time Harry could have been fucking you
with his tongue, instead he just FUCKED YOU!" she cackled wildly,
secure in the knowledge that Janeway could do nothing.
Harry just grinned into his lovers snatch, responding by
spreading his mouth over her pussy, straightening his tongue and shoving
it as far up her dripping, juicy cunt as he could. His cheeks sucked
in and he bought in as much of her juices as he could.
Harry's hands gripped her waist and ground his face into her
snatch, his nose rubbing against her clitoris while he tongue fucked
the hot half-Klingon, who was panting heavily and shaking as she
approached orgasm.
She whimpered in delight, showing her human heritage over her
Klingon - a Klingon never showed they were aroused until they could no
longer hold back. Harry was now pulling his tongue out of her cunt,
darting it up over her clit and then sliding it back past her pussylips
and as deep into her as he could.
"FUCK ME!" she cried,"USE THAT HOT FUCKING TONGUE OF YOURS AND
FUCK ME!" she began sliding her ass up and down and side to side, causing
his face to rub against her pussy, her juiced up clit hard as a rock now
as she prepared to cum. Harry continued driving his tongue into her
hot fuckhole every chance he got, loving the taste of her in his mouth,
he lifted his head up, despite her strong hands attempt to hold him
down. Giving an animal cry of ecstasy he plunged his face deep into
her lap again and she cried out pleasure.
"I'm fucking CUMMING!" she screamed and suddenly juices were
flooding out of her pussy, puddling up around her asscheeks as he sucked
as much into his mouth as he could, a vain attempt to suck up all her
cuntjuice. After a few minutes of bucking and moaning, she finally
calmed down and collapsed back to the ground, her every muscle no more
than a quivering lump of flesh.
He crawled up her body and grinned at her with his mouth closed,
she grinned back and he moved his head forward, kissing her. As she
responded, her mouth opening to take his tongue in, he opened his and
released her juices into her mouth.
Her eyes widened in surprise and she swallowed half her own
cum before coughing the rest out. She looked angry for a second, then
began to laugh.
"Oh you dirty son of a bitch, you've learned a few new tricks
haven't you!"
He rolled off of her and lay on his back, laughing at the mixed
look of anger, hatred, confusion (and was that a little lust?) on
Janeways face. B'Elanna grinned as she now got onto all fours, her head
resting above his long, slender cock.
"I'll give you a treat Janeway," she laughed,"You can check out
my ass while I fuck him!" she lowered her head down and took the head
of his cock into her mouth, sliding her mouth up and down his cock just
enough to lubricate his dick, which along with her recent orgasm made
it easier to slide his cock into her hot snatch. She hunched her hips
down as far as she could, grinding her pussy against his lap. Lowering
herself forward as far as she could so that his cock was pressed
against the front wall of her cunt, she began pumping up and down.
"Ah...yes! Yes! Do me!" he gasped as she slowly rode up and
down on top of him,"I want your tits Belanna, don't tease!"
She laughed, he loved her tits, he couldn't get enough of them
and she knew it. She raised her pussy up off of him and lowered her
tits down towards his mouth his eyes lit up when he saw her large,
firm breasts, erect nipples dripping sweat and his cock gave a little
jerk.
She lowered herself down onto him once again, he reveled in
the pleasure of entering her tight pussy. When his cock had pushed
right up into her, she lowered her chest even more, her breasts
dangling a few inches from his mouth.
"You're so fucking tight," he moaned,"I just can't believe
it, every time we fuck is like the first time!"
She began sliding her ass up and down in little humping
motions, her cunt clasping his cock as it slid up and down.

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End Of Chapter Four.
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