I put my left hand around her waist and kept my fingers near to her pussy. I started to finger her pussy nice and slow the way she wanted me to do. My...hardened dick is rubbing against her butt cheeks and my fingers started to fuck her at a steady pace. Her moaning is louder now. She put her right arm around my neck and her left hand is groping her left boob. She turned her head in 45 degrees to kiss me.We kissed very passionately. We both became animals and our lust has increased. So I. Now it was how a breast sounded as it landed with a delicious wet ?splat? when it was sawn off a girl hanging from a hook driven into her vagina, suspended upside down over a barbecue grill. In the morning, the talking resumed. The details of how the girls had been captured, and how their corpses had been disposed of, reviews of some of the most depraved tortures, and some very advanced ?tickling? once more between parents and daughter, this time in the presence of and with the full support of. The other rule that went with the first was to fight as though your life depended on it, because it probably does.The one factor working in my favor was eight years in Army Special Ops with continuous training. I did admit to myself that those years ended a decade earlier; however, I believed I might remember some of the things drilled into us.As the turk swung his knife hard to his left, he left an opening for a second as he recovered to make the next parry through the air at me. I lunged at. " She leaned close to wiggle the probe into the tight spot between the two thick ropes of twisted wires so that she could test the stabilizer release without having to go back to the pilot's console to start it up.Bren blew out a short breath in amusement. "I should have figured. I'm still surprised Sikandar let you repair and fly it." Ow! Damn." Sophia's hand had slipped and she'd stabbed the delicate end of the probe into her finger.Bren went cold as he watched her put her bleeding fingertip.