How can we even try to fight that?" One battle at a time, son", dad answered. "That's how all wars are won. I'm afraid I'm not much of a general mysel..., so I can't tell you how to win. Perhaps Marcus can, though."I didn't even get the "But he's dead!" out, before dad stopped me. "Books, Sean. He left the rest of his books on this side. The ones on Earth were just primers, compared to these. There are twenty-seven volumes to the Art of War series, and you had only the first three."Shit. Just. She barely had time to recover when she felt her husband effortlessly lift her, twist her, and drop her onto her back as he slid between her legs. Her eyes were locked with his as she felt him enter deep inside of her. Both smiled as momentarily they relaxed. Don placed his hands and lifted himself to an push-up position, his wife slowly bought her hands from between them and framed his face. Gently she worked her hips from side to side then slowly kissed her husband. Simultaneously he began. The girls eyes were shining with little disguised excitement. I was sitting in a chair beside Kim, and she said quite impressive. That was definitely an understatement. Lindas glimpsed his cock, and her eyes widened in disbelief. I had always felt that most men were pretty similar in size but this was an exception. As soon as this sight was captured on camera, his cock almost touching her thigh, Kim asked if Karl could just touch the tip of his cock to her cunt, saying it would make a great. "Sandy leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I melted, enjoying Betty's delicious flavors as I kissed my Mistress. When she broke the kiss, I was breathless, my heart pounding in my chest. My Black Mistress's flavor lingered on my lips; my tongue kept darting out to savor her taste."Let's make Sandy howl," Betty grinned. "I'll take her pussy, and you attack her breasts." Yes, Mistress," I grinned back.Betty flipped Sandy on her back, kissing her passionately, then deftly slipped down her body,.