A low, glutteral moan emanates from my throat. You rub its head gently as it starts to grow. You kisses become more intense. You release me, looking a...oringly into my eyes, and fall below the water. I wonder what you are up to when I feel warmth envelop my shaft - causing me to moan with much more intensity. I was experiencing such a kaleidoscope of feelings. The water rippling around me as our movement disturbs its wake, the warm humidity of the air surrounding me but the coolness of it on my. Bitter at life, jealous of others and vengeful abusing power when given to them. I am not against rules. I am a soldier for all my long life. I eat and sleep regulations and follow them as diligently as a third-year cadet, but if you want unthinking automatons then you do not need beings but non-sentient machines. Do you think a non-sentient machine would have done what Captain Brutus did? Do you want the likes of Augustus commanding our ships? Following regulations, Brutus should have. “Go put on the gift I bought you.” I had already been told what the plan for the rest of the day was and everything I had to do. When I returned he was standing in front of her with his cock in her mouth. He nodded at me. I positioned myself behind her and placed my new strap-on against her vagina. She tried to turn around but my husband held her head tightly. “Keep sucking slut while your sister fucks your cunt.” She muttered something from her cock filled mouth and tried to get up but my. "Please."A pulse beat in the vein running along the side of her neck. She moaned as his lips traced its path to the source behind her ear, tongue flicking lazily around the smooth curve, bringing a shiver of delight at the ticklish sensation of it teasing inside before withdrawing to resume its meandering path over her cheeks, closing each eye softly with a kiss light as a baby's heart. His nose brushed hers Eskimo-fashion, bringing a smile of pure joy to her lips; he couldn't resist their rosy.