Sierra had been particularly excited with the ratings: Hair (magnificent), face (extremely kissable), breasts and she was glad he didn’t call them t...ts as men do (AAA) and legs (150%) but the delight dissipated when she looked at the other column: butt (going flabby), make-up (it’s a mask, hiding character), overall demeanor (too often surly, switches on and off selectively which is cruel, all-in-all, consistent with being raised as a spoilt brat). That’s not fair, fumed Sierra, but okay. At this point, she started to move her ass up to beckon my tongue and clearly wasn't missing the finger fucking. As she was clearly supporting my intentions, I spread her cheeks as far as possible and began loosening her pucker with my tongue, working it further and further inside, deeper into her ass, her body really starting to buck and her breathing increasing rapidly. Retreating for a moment to enjoy the sight of my wife flat out on the bed, big cheeks fully spread and her wet asshole fully. It was such a turn on. Her pussy juice was all over the place including the chair. Her sweet juices had soaked my goatee and were running down my neck.I let her wind down and catch her breath. Her spasms and twitches lasted for several minutes. I was simply in another world as I looked at this beautiful woman, practically naked in my office, in my fantasy attire – stockings, garter belt and black pumps. A skirt wadded up around her waste was a nice touch as well.Once somewhat rested Leah. The only decision was who got to carry the heaviest weapons. While every man was equipped with a burst rifle, only two out of the ten had burst cannons, which could fry any living thing and punch a meter wide hole into solid rock three meters deep at close range. Given a bit of distance, a cannon could clear enough land to build a road.The last Vizz they had cornered had tried to split itself into a flock of birds nesting in one of the tree canopies far above their heads. Corporal Hairball had.