I want you tofantasise that your Mistress is standing behind you in her beautiful sexy bootsand she's thoroughly enjoying every second, of fucking tha... sweet little slaghole of yours. And woe betide you if I discover that you're fantasising aboutanything else. Do you hear me slave!" "Yes Mistress. Fuck me Mistress. I love it so much. Fuck me!" It was quiteobvious to her that he was approaching orgasm and she began to thrust him withvigour. Then she began to pound her cock in and out of his. When I got there with 3 cold ones I found him sitting opposite Julie who was sitting on the chair opposite the couch. She had one leg crossed over the other and her skimpy robe had ridden up to expose her thigh nearly to her hip. The under side her thigh was completely in view and it was only her crossed legs that hid her pussy from Lamont’s lecherous gaze.. Lamont stared intently at her while showering my wife with compliments and telling her how sexy she looked. Julie soaked up his. It was right then that the office door swung open and Lissa stepped in carrying a tray with two coffee cups. “Good morning gentlemen,” Lissa said as she stepped up next to the seated CIA agent, “coffee?” Dressed in a skirt and jacket business suit, Lissa’s black high heels sported the same glossy shine as Jacks visitor. Looking up to his left Sam looked squarely into Lissa’s emerald green eyes. “Who are you,” he stated as he slowly reached for the steaming hot cup. “Oh, I’m sorry,” Jack. It is the Chinese equivalent of the Bo Staff. Give your attention now to Master Bri who will lead us in these forms."I chose not to talk. I don't have the booming voice of a sergeant or of Whitney or even of Captain Reynolds. I'd found out long ago that it wasn't words that taught me. I went through each movement and waited until the Marines had repeated it. The time between my movement and theirs lessened by the second movement. They were focused and intent on the forms I showed. We did one.