Richard looked on, as his men were being buried alive. Before he could say anything, the main screen switched and he was looking at one of his oldest ...riends."Sorry about that Richard, but you are too predictable," replied Brigadier General Mark Anthon"Mark ... you just killed a lot of my boys and girls. I'm going to kick your sorry ass all over this planet." Maybe you will, and maybe you won't. Now I would advise you to surrender. I just pulled your teeth. Now I don't want to kill any. He was a lot more gentle on my pussy and didn't even try to fuck me in the ass despite being told that I was fully anally trained (My mom took off suddenly when I was at school one day so I was from then forward homeschooled and the newdomestic replacement) instead he only licked my ass for what seemed a blissful eternity.He would lick me awake in the mornings and gently pump his cock down my throat as I awoke to my morning duties.At our wedding held in a friend's backyard and I wore a wedding. He was excited, he knew she would be surprised by what he had in store for her. The planning had taken quite some time to put together and he couldn’t wait to see it come to fruition. Lindsay looked at him from under her long dark lashes and thought about how to respond to his question. She felt nervous but also excited. She was looking forward to the events ahead. “Yes, I’m sure. I’m just a bit anxious.” She smiled at Cade and squeezed his hand. They stepped out of the elevator into a grand. All the time while she was fingering her pussy she demanded that I whisper to her how it felt to have my ass stretched by the plug. I was enjoying this new sexual territory with my girlfriend for a few months and then one day, out of the blue, I got a phone call from Mick. He had been given a couple of tickets for the Rangers game the following night and would I like to go? Well, duuh. Live hockey is about the best spectator sport ever. We arranged to meet at a nearby bar. I can't deny I'd.