"So you want to fight Layla, eh?" smiled Mikel as his eyes played up and down Vickie's body. He had closed his office door and made it clear he wanted...no interruptions."I don't want to, but I am told it is the only way I can get you to sell Yuki." Ah, yes, the little Asian whore. What possible interest could you have in her?" I believe that's my business," answered Vickie in as confident a manner as possible."Well, it doesn't matter. If you want the girl, you fight Layla in two weeks. If you. Once his ships were functioning at a basic level, he turned his attention dirtside. His crews needed training and that was given on the job.He got GmBH Avers to catalogue the damage and inventory what was left. Admiral Higgins had caused as much damage as could be arranged but his time frame had been limited and sometimes pieces of the plan fell off – that stray which destroyed the Ferguson scrap yards had been meant for the destroyer dock; those docks however had sustained sideway blast damage. I lie there, covered in spit and cum and wait until he composes himself, biting my lip, trying not to cum from the thought of how I have been used. Then he begins to slowly lick all over my chest, gobbling cum and spit, teasing my nipples with his tongue, moving steadily upwards. I'm rigid with anticipation at what he's doing, waiting to see where it leads as he reaches my face and looks me in the eye. "Open wide," he garbles with a mouth full of cum but I'm half expecting it and my mouth is. "I am glad to hear that, Mike. I was kind of hoping you did. Why don't we move this party inside?" he said as he picked up his glass and bottle and walked toward the house.I picked up my glass and followed. Once in the house, he locked the doors and I followed him upstairs to the master bedroom. Not surprisingly, the bedroom was huge. Big bed and a seperate sitting area with a small sofa and chairs. Off to the left was the door to the bathroom. There was a seperate room for this large shower.