.. can't we just..."Tricia rolled her eyes. "Oh Annie," she sighed as she she stomped off to their bedroom. "Get a vibrator!"It was hours later when h... cautiously emerged from his room. Clutching an apology note in his bandaged hand, he slowly, timidly, and carefully made his way to the kitchen. Tricia and Annie sat at the table; Tricia was writing notes in a notebook, and Annie sat silently, staring at her barely touched sandwich and kept one hand in her sweater pocket. Tricia raised her eyes. Unfortunately for both of then, Sandra was fastidious and while allowing herself to be penetrated vaginally and anally without making any protest, she objected bitterly to a prick being put in her mouth. She had allowed it during the inspection before dinner out of sheer terror, and by forcing herself to believe that it had recently been thoroughly bathed.When she was taken to bed and fucked hard and long until the Brigadier produced copious jets of jism inside her, she knew that her body had. Somehow we could sense that a line had been crossed. Before, they had taken it seriously but not felt we were in any real danger, not mortal danger at any rate. All that had changed. The word 'operational' popped into my head. We were now 'operational.'I took the dogs outside for a last pee before turning in. The sky was crystal clear, a halo hung around the moon that was just a couple of days off being new. Ice particles in the atmosphere made the stars shimmer and dance. They appeared. ”Lane keeps thinking he’s never had a dick so big down his throat, not even his cousin’s dick, and his cousin had a dick any man in the world would be happy to have. Cassidy can’t believe he’s working the SgtMaj’s ass like it is a pussy hole. This Greek God wants his ass played with and penetrated.After Cassidy opens his hole, the SgtMaj decides it’s time to fuck Lane.“O.K., Lane, it’s time for you to bend over and feel this dick up your ass instead of down your throat. Cassidy, get under.