Ten years later, and although time really did heal all wounds, Oliver couldn't quite find a woman that was willing to deal with the burden of a man wh...se wife had died and had a teenaged daughter living at home. It often left him with a feeling of disappointment, but more prominent, the feeling of desire. He needed to feel a woman, her curves, her smooth skin, her hair. Smell the scent of their sex intermixed with his cologne and her perfume. He was a sexually frustrated man, and when he walked. She deftly turned her top back around and stuffed her aching breast into the cup. Then, she pulled up her swimsuit bottom and made sure the Velcro straps were tight; they felt a little soft; but, she figured that was due to the moisture. Untangling her id from the sling of the rebreather, she slipped it off from around her neck and rinsed it off in the warm water. Tracy was having difficulty breathing from the humidity of the air. It was dark, but the heat index in the cavern was well over 100. The light came on and we took flight falling into the wind, riding her as a wave in the ocean, miles from where the winged fortress had released us. We glided mere feet from each other searching the ground for land marks like a hawk searching for his next meal. Brovo the spotter pointed us to a river which we recognized and in unison followed to our primary landing zone.The landing zone was clear and we three Falling Angels swooped in landed as we had practiced so many times before. The. “No Lisa.” “It’s because we both know you want this and if you bend over for my cock all on your own just from my asking, that makes you my bitch.” I didn’t say anything as she climbed onto the bed, didn’t resist as she grabbed my hips and pulled me onto my elbows and knees with my ass high in the air. Lisa had taken control before, quite a lot actually. I liked it but I had no idea why I was being so submissive now. Chris was one thing, he’s a pretty manly guy and I was... well I was.