I grinned up at him. “Are you sure, Captain?” “Y-y-yes ma’am!” I reached into his trousers, and pulled out his foot-long meat. He hadn’t s...owered yet. Four hours of physical training after a night of sleeping in the hot officer’s quarters had marinated his loins, and the miasma made my mouth water. My delicate fingers traced along his veins, brushing back and forth until he was rising unbidden, the shaft throbbing, the head pulsing and leaking. “Are you one-hundred-percent certain, Captain?” I. "However" he continues,the violent red draining from his face as he lowers himself back into his swivel chair "I also have orders to follow and my orders,like them or not,and I really don't,are to take you in as a replacement for Krzemenski.Now,I know you're not even fit to lace that man's shoes but I can't get rid of you without causing a whole shit storm to rain down on me so until I can figure out the easiest way out of this mess it looks like you're stuck here"Chief Dooley leans back and. ”Mom said, “I told you it would if it was done right.”Pamela asked, “Can he do it to me some more? I’d like to get used to it before I let another boy try it again.”Mom just looked at me and asked, “Would you be so kind as to stick it up your sister’s ass every night until she gets married?”I smiled and said, “You bet I will!” Well, it was quite obvious that my sister wanted it up her ass, so why not.That was when Pamela rolled onto her back, sat on the edge of the bed, and then stood up to. I started up again, long slow deep strokes this time, mindful of not just her noises but also the sounds of slapping skin and a creaking couch. Slowing down also helped my stamina, I was almost ready to cum, so taking it down a notch would help me last a couple minutes longer. But it seemed that wouldn’t really be necessary as Lacy cupped her hands over her mouth as her body started to tremble. I slammed into her a little harder, really pushing myself to hit that infamous G-Spot, it was.