It’s whatever, I can deal with it. That’s like, the least of my problems.”“So… they’re abusive. Controlling and abusive,” Emily prompted... watching Brian warily.“It’s… hard to explain,” he struggled.“You… uh, you wanna give it a shot anyways? ‘Cause I’m like, freaking out here a bit?”“Well, I’ve seen you with your Mom. You both argue and like, even playfully kind of insult each other? I feel like you can do that, because there’s this line between you, that neither of you’ll cross, neither of you. We had no way to take their surrender over there; if they wanted to surrender they had to swim to the docks where we could put them under guard.The Commander was right. It may have been my idea, but I had no business going on a possible boarding action with cutlass, axe, and sword. And what did I know about running a medieval cargo ship? My place was in town, ensuring that we got the most use possible out of our artillery.Speaking of artillery, I visited our cruise missile launcher. I laughed. We've always got along very well and in some way he was like the dad I never had.Me and Samuel were friends ever since we went to primary school together. Back then his parents were still together and I only thought of his dad as a nice man. But over the years as I grown up till the age of 19, I had developed a crush on Derek, who always had been a good looking man with a very strong charisma. His strong body built was the least to say impressive and it seemed like there wasn't a muscle in that. She was wet and ready. It took a little effort to get his cock head between the lips and into her pussy. Once in he let it slid all the way to the hilt. Ali couldnt help but think that men worried too much about how long their cocks were – when they should be worried about how wide they were. This man was perfectly formed and built for stamina. She could feel the veins in his cock as he thrust in and out. The mattress hardly gave at all. It was better than her very expensive memory foam. He.