“My name is Jules Lambert,” he replied, “I’m a diplomat on my way to a Security Council meeting. We have an appointment in room thirty-six at ...ine this morning. This is Zuki, my charge. She’s here to represent her people during the proceedings.”The Marine tapped at the holographic display on his wrist guard for a moment, seeming satisfied, then he asked Jules for his ID card. Jules handed it to him, and he scanned it, waiting a moment for the computer to confirm his identity.“Very well, Mister. " What'd they do t'make him stop?" Rafe asked."They dug up that there ghost's grave and tossed in a fishin' pole. Thenthey fills the hole up again. Now that ol' ghost he can fish for hisself,and he keeps quiet so's he don't scare the fish away from his own hook." That's silly," Sarah said. She giggled, only it done turn into a yawnhalfway through."Bedtime," I said."Don't wanna go t'bed." Sarah said."I don't recollect asking you," I said. "Gimme a kiss and get yourselfupstairs." Please," Sarah. He would alternately order her to tell him why he was imprisoned, then beg her, then yell at her in a rage. She continued to carress herself and would straddle him, as she moaned softly to herself. Despite himself, he would grow hard, and she would ride him until she was satisfied. Then, as if his presence were disgusting to her, she would dress quickly and leave. Although his physical response to her was the same as always, he heart grew hard and cold. He eventually gave in to yelling coarse. I wasted no time. I grabbed her waist again and roughly entered her. I began fucking her like a crazed animal, our skin was slapping together loudly, and the bed was making a racket. I was like a man possessed. Suddenly, she began chanting."Bring it... bring it... bring it," she said loudly.My cock still wasn't ready to cum yet, not even close. I was going to go as long as I could, I wanted to destroy this fifty three year old pussy. I was pounding away at her."Do you like this?" I asked..