" She watched him glide to his drinks cabinet, approving of the curves of his ass beneath his kimono."Where're you stationed then, Rigger?" he asked o...er his shoulder."Antares." She glanced down at her civvies. "How'd you know I'm an Rigger?"He handed her a glass, clinking it once against his own; he smelled nice. "I could say I didn't think you looked rough and tough enough to be a Marine." His attempt at humour failed with her scowl. "Your boots. Riggers' boots are always scarred white with. Michael pushed his chair back, stood up, and faced him."How's it going, dude," he said; putting one hand on his shoulder, the other on his crotch.While pushing him back, Michael scornfully told him, "Fine!"Laughing, he reproached him. "I see you fixed your problem you had yesterday." he said.Michael was getting furious. While looking at Arnie, he replayed the sequence he saw that morning on the videotape.Next, he stepped towards him, and grabbed his arm with his hand, directing him to the. Joan's was a black lace thong set that highly contrasted her pale skin. Ang was wearing a slightly more sensual red set with a G-String. Within a minute all three were nude and settling in on the couch. Already, Alex was hard and the smell of arousal hung heavy in the room. The arrangement on the couch was Ang sitting between Alex and Joan.The three watched the movie in silence for a few moments. Slowly Ang felt a hand start to slowly run its way up and down her right thigh. Glancing down she. "Yes, Carl, Yes! I am your slut! Please I'll be anything you want, do anything you want. Just please, please fuck me! Oh, god, please!" Melanie sobbed.That was all he needed to hear. Carl placed one hand on her mons and leaned forward, His cock slipped into her passageway and she moaned as she felt him expanding her. Carl inched forward until he felt the head pop inside her and he stopped for a moment to let her adjust to him. It had been ages since she had anything bigger than her finger.