"Give me more!" "Beg me Steph, you have to beg me," he whispered as he spanked me. The force of the spank doubled the pleasure his twisting, teasing ...ingers were giving me. "Please Mike, I want all your hand inside me, fucking my wet cunt. Please, Mike, fuck me with your hand." The site of his fingers inside me was absolutely perfect. He rubbed his palm against my swollen clit, causing me to completely soak the carpet we stood on. He eased in his remaining fingers, and slowly pushed he entire. I told him I was. As I watched, he took off his uniform pants and hung them up in the closet. Standing there in his white boxers and t-shirt, he was the hottest guy I'd ever seen anywhere. He came back to the bed, sat, and took off his t-shirt. Sure enough, high up on his left arm near the shoulder was an anchor, with the words "U.S. Navy" under it. God, it was so hot! I fumbled with my shoes, kicking them off, and I pulled off my top, jeans and socks and finally my panties. He reached down and. I was frustrated that we didn’t have more time, but understood they were in the process of dealing with the prisoners. I was delighted, however, when they invited me to join them in the next phase of their operation. Since they were planning to take a break, I asked if it would be okay if Darren and I spent a few minutes alone. I knew we could go into one of Ibera’s areas and turn a minute or two into a couple hours, if necessary. They said that would be fine, and Darren was smirking at them as. They were told about the latrine and the need to use it. Since I was on night shift, they were much safer.The three bellows were now working as a well constructed machine. One synchronised with the other. I tried something I wanted to do for a long time. We threw much of our scrap iron into the top of the cupola and more fuel then more iron.At three in the morning I tapped the furnace and ran off the slag. It was near dawn when it looked like we were full of iron and I directed it into an extra.