" Her breathless voice was intoxicating as well, the words caressing my ears. Becky's hands were on my shoulders, one of them finding the back of my n...ck and I shivered beneath the tantalizing touch of her long red fingernails upon my skin."But ... I'm the Best Man," I said, feeling the woman pressing her firm, swollen tits against my chest. She'd stepped closer somehow and I'd done nothing to stop her. Becky's moist red lips found my throat, the tip of her tongue teasing upward beneath my chin. They’re a minor annoyance to the Empire really, but Amantil doesn’t want to conquer them. What they have isn’t worth the bother or trouble of taking, hence she’s just wearing them down by destroying their fleets and infrastructure. Plus, the Empire, like Gershon is a mostly human realm and aliens have their own rules and ways of doing things which often cause tensions. So there are a number of alien worlds within the borders of the Empire and Gershon, but who aren’t part of our realms, if often. I felt alone, so alone." I said brokenly.I wiped my eyes and tried to compose myself. I could hear Sally sniffling. Whether it was for Jase or her own predicament I couldn't tell.Finally I continued, "I struggled to turn my head to look behind me. Standing about ten feet in front of the FDC bunker and pointing an M-16 toward us was Corporal Tran. Tran was one of the Kit Carson scouts attached to the 101st. The scouts were mostly made up of North Vietnamese deserters who decided for whatever. The white man watched the reflection of the three in the side mirrors as he humped as best he could with the chubby ginger woman fast losing all control. He watched her huge breasts rub his chest as he stroked. The black man had an easier task and watched the reflection of the three in the headboard mirror; his hips slapping Althea's fat arse cheeks as his huge cock reamed the tight depths of her rectum. The balls of both men were nicely retracted now, they groaned with pleasure and listened to.