.. she can’t stand not to share you with me, I think! Not for another second!” Miranda kept up the kinky talk, of course, while sucking my balls a...d licking my taint.“Damn it, Mum, you know me so bloody well!” Brenda declared, even as the two of them dragged me to the shower to enjoy some fun there, too.It was largely groping, but it was a lot of that, as we washed each other off in the shower, the three of us filling the shower stall to the max as we played. It was definitely crowded, but none. All I could think of now was the pain in my ribs and to continue breathing. It was so much harder with her sitting on my face like this. She bounced on my face, ?Come On,? she yelled ?back to work?.I quickly found the nub again and started licking at it. There was none of the excitement from my part this time. It was almost just like a science project at school. Get it done, then you can go home. The kick to the ribs certainly had taken its effect. There was nothing sexual about this for. She rolled over and started kissing me again. It started getting heavy and I could feel her heart beating against mine. I loved the feel of her chest on mine. She hadnt developed a whole lot yet but it felt nice. She pulled away from me and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. She pulled it off only wearing a sport bra and panties. I wanted so badly to see her naked but I stopped her as she pulled on her bra. Why…..she asked timidly thinking I was rejecting her. It took all of my will power to put. Dillon recognized the look – he’d seen it enough in his life. He’d also seen it on young James Cavanaugh’s face in the video from the previous Christmas. Paulson had been aged by his experiences. Commander Lewis, of course, could not discuss Paulson’s injuries, but Dillon guessed they were severe.“Lieutenant Paulson...”“Ma’am, I’d be pleased if you’d call me Jeff.” He spoke with just a hint of a southern accent.“Thank you, Jeff, and please call me Pamela.” She paused, and leaned forward. “I.