Her thigh muscles flexed, hips rocking, she wanted his cock. Gore held her, following her every move, his cock-head imobile, resting at the wetness of...her opening, poised to impale her, drive his cock deep inside her with a single thrust, her juices easing his way, her body welcoming him. He never moved.My command broke the silence, a single word. "Now." His hips rolled and he thrust into her in one smooth stroke, stopping, his cock buried full length, in my plaything's ass. Her cry would have. "This is unit 4146 stationed at the Schultz farm. The Trooper has been shot and we need paramedics and help. Please help us."A voice came over the radio and asked, "How can I be sure you are telling me the truth?"I told the voice, "The Trooper's name is Denaldo and he has some extra pins under his badge. Please send someone. I'm holding a compress on his wound." Someone will be there in a few minutes."We heard a general broadcast over the radio for any Troopers in this area to converge on the. This time as I sat in the chair remembering what had happened the night before and I started getting a semi-hardon thinking about it.Again I looked to my left and there stood Carrie. She asked if she could cuddle again. This time though she had a short nightgown on that was almost see through and with the light behind her I could see she was not wearing a bra and her panties were white cotton with pink around the waste band and the leg holes. I told her okay and she started to crawl in but this. ." I'm sorry, Marigold," he said quietly. "I know I'm ignoring you. I'll make it up to you soon."The idea that he would give up what little sleep he was getting to spend time with her alarmed Marigold, "Thule, I don't want you to make it up to me." She smiled at him, "Come back to bed, just for a couple of hours."Thule scowled at her, "I can't, Marigold. I told you I would be busy this year. Why can't you understand that?"It had deteriorated from there. Thule had thought Marigold was.