.Keep doing that with your tongue..."What the FUCK! Who the Shit was Bobby?I stopped everything for a moment gathering my thoughts. Why the fuck was s...e calling me Bobby?I scooted up closer to her face and pressed my lips to hers. She immediately pushed her tongue inside my mouth like a savage in heat as she cupped the back of my head keeping my mouth pressed tight against hers.She finally let go and whispered."Fuck me..."I couldn't resist and climbed up and spread her gorgeous thighs apart and. He said, "Its not right for you have to sleep on that bunk. Besides, she is out cold. You couldn't wake her if you tried."Trace shrugged his shoulders and went down. He stood in the cabin wondering what he should do. He felt awkward. Manny was just being polite. Manny didn't realize that he shouldn't be quite so trustful. Trace wanted to be a good friend, but the thoughts of Jackie rolling over and cuddling him a bit in her sleep were more lustful than friendly.He was reminded of that brief. You enjoy the feeling of my cock slowly filling you up as much, if not more than me. Feeling the hard tip, slowly going deeper and deeper inside you. Feeling the muscles of my body pressed against you, hearing my sounds of pleasure, and making your own sounds of complete satisfaction of finally feeling me inside you.Once I am fully inside again, I stop just to enjoy the feeling, the closeness to each other; the passion for each other. Our eyes still on each other, and I lean down to kiss you. I don’t care, today. Let them burn that place to the ground and have their fun. I’m going to my tent for the night and that’s it!’ The Legate slid from his horse the second it reached his tent, his boots slamming into the mud on impact. Vespasian threw the reins to the approaching optio and stormed into his tent without a word or a gesture, his armour’s gentle chinking the only sound bar his hurried steps. A quick couple of yanks at the ties loosened his armour enough for him to cast it down.