Gazing at me, she smiled knowingly, and I knew that she would not be giving me what I so desired. She slid down to my cock, lifted her skirt and lower...d her glistening pussy on to me. I breathed out a long moan as her moisture and warmth engulfed my dripping wet head. She rode me while moaning my name and how good it felt, all the while rubbing her pronounced clit in hard circles. I thrust up urgently, matching her speed groaning in pleasure. Our juices mixed and trailed down the inside of my. . below standard workOn being returned fit for duty, TJ, as he preferred to be called, found himself a full Commander, RMN, to his satisfaction, and posted to a desk in First Sea Lord's Plans' Department as an Intelligence Officer, much to his chagrin. He was not too unhappy at piloting a desk as he regarded himself fortunate at having had five continuous years of space appointments albeit in a friendly navy including four operational duty tours. He was way overdue for a shore posting as the. I made my way back up to her neck, kissing along the way. This felt so right, even though it was with another girl. Lauren then turned us, pushing me up against the wall, and dropped down to her knees.She began stroking my dick again, while looking up at me with a mischievous grin. I was almost ready to come right then. She opened her mouth slowly and licked my dick from the bottom to the head. She lightly kissed the head, just trying to tease me. I leaned my head back against the shower wall,. She sat Stephen down in a chair, and, in full view of her husband plunged her hot cunt down on his pole. "Grab my big fucking tits, Stephen! Squeeze them hard while I fuck your big cock!" Every word teased and humiliated her mate. "Tina", she said to Mrs. Holmes, "be a dear and pour some lemon juice on the sluts wounds." Mrs. Holmes was more than happy to oblige. Stephen's dad squirmed in horror as the juice dripped into his open cuts. The pain was almost unbearable. Mrs. Holmes' cigarette was.