I didn’t understand why he was still stalling with aggressive foreplay.“You want some BDSM shit?” he said with his mouth leaving my nipple. He d...dn’t get a response because I was only interested in feeling his long dick inside of me. He took off my blindfold first, and then my cuffs but still held my hands tightly on the bed afterward with his masculine grip on my wrists. I was breathing fast in sexual excitement. He sucked and massage my nipple once again for some seconds.Wen he felt I was. .. have a close working relationship.”“‘Very’ close,” Mizi added with a grin. She crossed her digitigrade legs, looking him up and down pointedly as her clawed toes bobbed in the air.“I would appreciate it,” he continued as he pulled on his tank top, “if you guys would keep that kind of thing to yourselves once we get back to the formation. I think it would reflect better on us.”“Don’t worry, Commander,” Mizi replied as she watched him zip up his suit. “If those are your orders, then what. It was paired with jeans that clung to my ass perfectly. I was wearing a matching pantie. The camera man asked me to open up the jean and show them off. I slowly unzipped the jeans and pulled them open, revealing the thin panties. I spun around and pushed the jeans over my hips while looking over the shoulders. The jeans moved further down my legs, everyone could see the g-string I was wearing. The two round halves of my perfect ass came into view with two thin strings bisecting each other at. I climbed onto the white sheet, placing the towel beneath my bottom as I had done so many times in my teens and lay back against the pile of pillows with my legs spread obscenely wide.The room felt warm and familiar as my hands fell to my groin once again and resumed their inexpert attentions to my still gaping slit. The bath water had left me uncomfortably dry but a few minutes’ stimulation restored my lubrication along with a the glow in my belly. I shivered, worked my hand harder and faster,.