Before I could stop him, he had slipped off the sofa and between mythighs. Sliding off my diaphanous panty, he lapped and nibbleddelicately around my ...nner thighs, working inexorably towards mytreasure. The light, teasing touch of his lips, teeth and tongue, plusthat subtle rasp of his talons on my exposed flesh, was exactly thetender touch my battered sex craved that night. My first orgasm was anexquisite torment of pleasure/pain. There were four more before myscreams, spastic thrashing and. We were still 350 miles closer than we would have been if we had tried to fly this distance, and we had been a hell of a lot safer doing it by tank. There was no way to know if we had been shot at overnight, but it was very unlikely. I'm sure that the pillboxes were not programmed to shoot at the tank, but I don't know for certain.This would have been a very dull trip were it not for the company and the reading material that Anfon had found. She had found a newspaper and a collection of what. The fucking president of the company had been sitting there when she allowed herself to be intimidated by that asshole.The asshole happened to be her ex-fiancée, who knowing how she would react, had deliberately disrupted her presentation until she was fumbling for words and lost her place in the PowerPoint presentation so that she was talking about significant subjects after they appeared in her presentation, causing confusion on both her part and that of her audience. Mortified, she had ended. As she showered she slowly rubbed herself to an explosive orgasm fantasizing about him taking her with careless abandon. As the days went on she found herself masturbating while she watched him from the safety of her room. The day came when she couldn’t control herself and after her husband left for his Saturday golf match, she put on a very shear sun dress without her bra and panties. The pale yellow dress accented her dark tan as her chest caused the buttons to strain holding her in. As she.