"NOW!" he said forcefully.I slowly got down on my hands and knees and crawled over to him stopping at his feet."Good girl," He said, "Now pull my dick...out and stroke it."I hesitated again but not long enough for him to tell me again. I opened his jeans and was surprised to find he was completely shaved. He was still soft but he was large really large, I grabbed his cock and started slowly stroking him up and down. He moaned a bit and I could feel his cock coming to life in my hands. I continued. She propped herself up in a modified doggy position with one leg up on the bench seat and one on the floorboard while I shoved it into her ass. It felt so damn good. Tighter than her pussy, but not as lubricated, it felt great, naughty, and based on the amount of friction and the grip her asshole had on my cock, it wouldn’t take much to explode in that ass. She enjoyed the experience as well, and when I was about to blow my load, I asked where she wanted me to cum. It wasn’t a common question. Emily stood quiet for a moment then said, ‘So’.‘So,’ I said back. My heart was pounding again.‘You want to?’I nodded. ‘You?’Emily smiled. ‘That’s all I thought about all day. I was so wet I was wishing I had an extra pair of underwear’.She looked down at my crotch. ‘Looks like you’ve been having the same thoughts’.Oh yea! Christmas morning all over again.‘Emily, that’s all I thought about’.With that said, Emily pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra. The only thing that worries me is this air support they have. And the recon photos from the satellites. There will be no way to hide what we do." Alex finished.As the directors were trying to decide what to do, Greg looked over his newest acquisition. The Bradly had been recovered and fixed. Greg now boasted an armored fighting vehicle.It was parked at Litchfield's ranch. A few hours in the machine shop had remedied the problems caused it by the .50 cal rounds that had hit it. Lt. Preston had.