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The girl's ass shook as the sly device inserted an unusually flexible probe into the depths hidden from Joseph's gaze. The second probe filled the vagina, abundantly smeared, like a brilliant grotto with a neat hair brush over it. Judging by the small tremors and curved back, the probes gave the girl pleasure. Hair on the "grotto" were painted in a fluorescent cool color and shuddered with each push. Then the large tops of the breasts waved, topped with pierced turrets of the nipples. Joseph tried to look at her face, hidden by the gloom of the room. What are the right features. However, surrounded by the Planetary Head, all the girls, as on selection ... Plastics will correct even what nature could not ... And if there are few plastics, there are psykers, Chaos, in the end ... Although it often disfigures.

Attention Joseph switched to the panorama of the city. He tried to ignore the squish sounds and groans. Although, he could not miss such a picture completely. Perhaps the lack of faith. The panorama showed the city in all its details. In any case, the upper part. Sharp spiers broken on the roofs of gardens, cars that can soar into the sky, like birds ... And a distant column of smoke. Very thin stream. All the same there is something burning. Moreover, purposefully and for a long time. Still not extinguished. Not managed automatic fire extinguishing system? Or is something happening there that you cannot quickly handle in principle?

- Monsignor! - As soon as Joseph got up from a comfortable chair, a naked girl crawled up on his lap. More precisely, her body was covered with an intricate tattoo, pierced, in the most unexpected places, but also heated by some local substances sprayed directly into the air. The girl quickly clung to Joseph's groin, quickly coping with the belt and clasps of his pants. Unmistakably she felt the excitement of a man. Experienced hands deftly removed the standing member, exposing the head in one motion. For a second, the girl admired the fruit of her labors, and then somehow quickly swallowed the organ, trying to reach the groin.

Joseph tried to control himself, even a cunning device implanted directly into the skull could not completely hide the very pleasant vacuum sensations. Especially when skillful hands began to massage his eggs. Soon, Joseph flinched, feeling his penis literally milked. Apparently, the result surprised the girl, and she almost coughed, pulled back a little, opening her mouth and letting the contents out, dying on an expensive carpet with white clots. However, soon she slowly but persistently resumed the pace of her “work”.

We had to get to the device responsible for the panorama and determine the area of ​​the incident ... But Joseph understood that not only an excited girl is now an obstacle along the way. The Planetary Head frolicked, rather rudely pushing one of his bodyguards onto an organ hidden from Joseph's gaze. At the same time, the Head himself was smiling, clearly fascinated by the process. The bodyguard, however, moaned as she studied, looking somewhere behind the head of the Head, at a large mirror. The second girl froze at the door. Her relaxed pose seemed to say: just pass by. But in her hands she clearly hid the weapon. Something shallow and powerful.

Joseph grabbed the girl, again swallowed his penis by the head and with force entered the entire depth in her throat. As he expected, the Planetary Head shot his eyes in his direction and again focused on his guard. What does he know, stubborn fat man? Does not know.He probably feels that something is not pure here. And maybe he himself is not completely sure. The girl in mighty hands subsided and began to roll her eyes. However, she didn’t even try to pull away. Does she play?

He pulled a member out of her mouth. The process was accompanied by a chomping sound. The girl gasped for air, but soon she fell to the quivering organ. She hauled Joseph back into the chair, and literally crawled into his lap. She turned her back gracefully, clasping her cock in her thighs and pressing her against her moist and warm bosom. Joseph put his hands on an elastic and rather large chest, squeezing the nipples. Skillful hand lightly massaged easily introduced member into the opened bud of the vagina. Then the girl sank down, gliding on the smeared body and secretions. Its movements became more and more sharp and broken, to become like dancers on monitors that were prudently placed in the hall, transmitting a picture from the general hall. Joseph felt only how the spasms suddenly engulfed the body leaping on him.

- Still! Still! - the girl moved her hips, once again giving herself and her partner pleasure. Joseph did not even feel exactly when he began filling the "rider" with seed. And she only briefly slowed down the "jump", again moving her hips and exciting, not allowing to stop. Joseph grabbed the armrests, got up, forcing the girl to stand up, then she put her hands on the easy chair, allowing the mount to take her from behind. He somewhat roughly grabbed her by the chest and began to force his body into her bosom with a vengeance.

- Ha - ha, the guy was sold out, - the Head swung from behind, from his seat. There was approval in his voice. To the groaning accompaniment, Joseph distinguished soft steps behind his back. He removed his right hand to his belt, as if changing his position. Fingers felt a flat handle of a thin and long knitting needles with "memorizing the form." Smugglers liked these “knitting needles”. They could be easily fastened around the belt. One movement and in his hands he will have half a meter of solid plastal, instantly straightened after removing the blocker. Of course, the girl of the Head may be faster ... But the fears were in vain. The head grunted contentedly and just left the office. Behind him moved his two guards. The door shut silently.

- Still! - the girl under him twitched a couple of times, but continued a frantic rhythm. The second one climbed off the table on which she was raping the device and threw Joseph's torso around, starting to rub against clothes. It seems ... Although no, exactly, something special was sprayed in the room, and not just purified air. These two girls will not fall about another hour - two. If not three. Penetrated with air into the body, the substance acts as an afrodesic. Maybe along with the secretions of its action only increases. In any case, Joseph clearly felt how the member squeezed inside the girl again erupts, even without falling off. Like a stone. In this case, the excitement increases ...

He pushed the girls aside, taking off from the belt a reusable injector.

- From this, beautiful, we go straight to Paradise! - Joseph grinned, charging the capsule.

- In Paradise! - excitedly rubbed about him one girl.

- Straight to Heaven! - echoed the second, trying again to flop on his knees, taking an agitated organ in his mouth.

Joseph drove an injection into the neck of one girl, and she sank to the floor with a blissful smile. The second one still rubbed on his leg, but after the injection of the relaxant, she did not last even ten seconds. A powerful drug has reduced the effect of pathogens, causing euphoria. It is a pity that it was only two capsules. But Joseph has an hour to work. He buttoned his pants, tearing his gaze from the two defenseless female bodies on the floor and took out a capsule with adrenaline. The heart reinforced by augumetics had to endure. And, here is the drug that got into the blood from the air, this thing "burns", slightly clearing his head. The injection was painless. But the consequences were unpleasant. Time seemed to flow slower, and it accelerated. Muscles twitching convulsively. The pressure has exceeded two hundred. An ordinary person would now be on the verge of death. Joseph slowly moved to the projector and began to deal with the management.

Here is the smoke area. Joseph removed the device attached to the thigh holster and checked to see if there would be a signal? Pickaster in the private apartments of the Head, of course, is nonsense ... But what if the Head got lost and installed one, just in case? No, no surveillance of him. Not surprising, considering what deals are happening here. To issue such information to any of the Inquisitors would be extremely beneficial. Or to the representative of the Adeptus Arbites.

The fingers briskly tapped the inconspicuous keys, rotating the panorama and bringing the interesting ...

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