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with. So what about this Cheri Blakely chick? Have you got any info on the cure she’s selling?”
    Irritation nibbled at him and he couldn’t stop himself from snapping at his friend,
    “What’s with all these questions? I just got here, Blade. We haven’t discussed it yet.”
    “Hey, man. Take it easy, bro. You’ll get the cure, don’t sweat it.” He nodded out the window. “Looks like S.K.U.L.L. is on the move.”
    Colter watched as a small band of men dressed in camouflage fatigues laden with deadly assault weapons quickly and quietly emerged from the clumps of nearby bushes behind Ashley’s bodyguard and the pleasure slave. The slave’s head lifted as she detected they had company. Her eyes widened at the men bearing down on her and the bodyguard. The ball gag in her mouth prevented her from crying out in alarm. Before the bodyguard knew what had happened, he was unconscious and being dragged back into the bushes. The pleasure slave kicked and punched fruitlessly as one of the team members hoisted her tiny frame over his wide shoulders and disappeared into the pristine wilderness.
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    “I’ll report back to Bev that you’ve made contact,” Blade said as he headed for the door. “And I’ll check back with you at our scheduled time.”
    “Sure thing.”
    With his heart hammering violently against his chest, Colter followed him outside. He watched him disappear into the nearby woods where Blade would keep an eye out to make sure Cheri didn’t leave the compound without him knowing about it. When he was sure Blade wouldn’t see him, he headed toward Ashley’s secluded cabin. It wouldn’t be too long before she discovered she’d just lost her bodyguard and inherited a heap of revenge from an old lover.
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    The hard spray of hot water pulsed wonderfully against Ashley’s aching breasts. Needles poked and sliced into her flesh and she smiled at the way her nipples reddened and elongated. Her pussy heated as she sank the thin, long, waterproof vibrator deep inside her vagina. Sensual vibrations ripped through her. She cried out at the violent impact.
    Oh yes! Horny was an understatement. She was so aroused she couldn’t stop the shudders of pleasure from washing over her in a gush of maddening waves. She enjoyed the way her wet vagina clenched the long, thin intrusion. Loved the way her hips gyrated as if with a mind of their own. The erotic tremors sliced wonderfully into her engorged flesh, making her moan and mewl into the steamy shower. Lodging the vibrator deep inside her pussy, she allowed the clitoral seducer free rein. It slid and bit and licked.
    Oh yes!
    Sucked and breathed and heated.
    Oh my!
    She could almost imagine Colter’s presence there with her. His big hands holding her hips steady as he pushed her against the wall. His fingers sliding over her inflamed clitoris. Rubbing her there. Rubbing her hard.
    Another climax washed over Ashley and she cried out Colter’s name, wishing him there. Wishing him to step inside the stall. To have his broad shoulders beneath her eager hands, her fingertips moving over his pierced nipples, grabbing tightly onto his nipple rings, holding him captive as he thrust that big, massive cock of his into her tight channel.
    From the corner of her eye she thought she detected a shadowy movement on the other side of the frosted glass enclosure, but she didn’t care. She was too far-gone enjoying her Colter fantasy to care that her bodyguard had returned with Reena the slave.
    They’d hear her masturbating. She didn’t care. She had to do it on a constant basis anyway, compliments of the X-virus.
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    Each stroke of the vibrator filled her, but not full enough. The state-of-the-art piece of machinery the general had given her had never been able to totally fulfill her X-virusinduced lust. Nothing had. Only Colter. And Blade.
    The two of them holding her. Making her suck their cocks. Stretching her arms up over her