She tried coving her breast with both her hands, but I forcefully moved them apart and planted a kiss over her neck. She started moving her finger in ...y hair and I started licking her neck with my tongue. She started moaning….I loved her moan and was getting more and more horny increasing my licking speed. I started removing her blouse as I wanted to see those huge melons naked. They were exposed the next moment and I saw the world best pair of boobs boucning in front of me. She was breathing. My next job was actually that night. I had a funeral to preside over.I’d come to a conclusion the other day when I’d gone and visited our dead. While keeping the remains on ice and flying them home when we finally packed up and left here was a workable option, it wasn’t something that I really wanted to do. While my men and women had made it through the attack on the base relatively safe and sound physically, losing three friends had impacted on them. Oh, my people were coping, they were stoic. I moved down to her navel, kissing them and licking them with my tongue. I kept moving my hands on her body, over her thighs, pressing them, feeling them against my chest, my stomach and then sliding my penis over them. This exploring of her body made me go nuts. I spread her legs, lowered my face into her huge, wet cleavage, licking them, pinning her palm down onto the floor, as I slowly entered my penis into her vagina. She felt like heaven beneath me, with me inside her. I started thrusting. I told them that their days were about to get a lot longer. I wanted them at my place every morning at six am and I would allow no excuses. We would work out and swim every weekday, and on weekends we would run. I expected them to get two piece swimsuits and good running shoes. I also informed them that when I had company I would expect them to serve us as barmaids and waitresses, while dressed in the swim suits. The first instance of that was due the next Wednesday when my physics study group.