I smiled feeling nervous shy and very awkward as all four men were nowlooking at me. I took a step to the door. Stopped. Took a step towardsthem, stop...ed. I was not sure what to do. Part of me wanted to sprintout the door and not stop till I was showing my I.D. to the Marinestanding guard at the front gate onto the base. Part of me wanted toflirt. To be liked."Come on over here, have a beer for breakfast!" the man said. He pattedthe stool beside him between his handsome friends."Maybe one. Using an enforced calm to her jacket on a hook, before looking back towards Ayeka."Gee," Mihoshi said coolly. "There you go with that 'MY' business again." Slut." Ayeka replied quietly visibly bristling glancing then along Mihoshi's length. "A common tavern whore like you will never have him!"Mihoshi turned away, shielding the look of hurt the words evoked but only for a second. When she turned again towards the princess the look of undisguised pity on her face was shocking enough to short even. But according 2 my promise to her, I didn’t give her details to anyone after 2 days I read a mail in my email box that one aunty wrote to me that she has read my story in iss and she is staying nearby my place and she told that want to talk with me as she is married and just 5 months back itself she has given birth to son, and her hubby is working in some pvt firm and he will be out of station most of the days regarding his office works, so she is suffering lack from the sex, so she want to the. My wife and I had to find another position. The best was with her on top sitting on my cock. I guess that was too much work for her, and we’d only mounted me a few times over the five years of our marriage. She was a catholic and went to a high school just for girls. Her views about sex were prudish – no anal sex, only oral sex to get her wet or me hard but never to climax, no extreme positions, only missionary or spoon would she allow. With my cock size neither was pleasurable with me. I.