If they did, they could get in, and I did not think that we could save ourselves from them." Okay, Pvt. Bixby, that sounds like the truth. At this poi...t, you are now permanently Pvt. Bixby. I don't know about Potter, but I think that Pvt. Hamilton would be scared to death to take orders from you. You can earn your rank back, Pvt. Bixby, but you are going to have to work for it, and not just with your cunt!"Pvt. Potter, how much electronics do you know? Do you think that you can repair our FTL. I felt myself beginning to harden immediately and held her tight with one hand on her shapely ass.In an instant the doors were opening and then I found myself fumbling with the room key as Carla looked on with an amused smile on her face. Once inside she excused herself and went to the bathroom and a moment later there was a knock at the door and the champagne had arrived.I tipped the guy and had just poured two glasses when I felt a movement behind me. Carla’s arms snaked around me from behind. .. maybe in a year’s time or something, but maybe not.All that I knew was that I wouldn’t put up with that kind of bullshit. Not now. Not ever. It was a slippery slope. If I tolerated slapping, what would be next? Ever since my wife Jill kicked me out of the house, OUR house, I have been extremely committed to the idea of never permitting or condoning any kind of controlling, psycho, abusive, disrespectful, ungrateful, entitled, bitchy, or possessive behavior from a partner ever again.Notice. Her pussy was clean shaved and was like pink slit. I slowly inserted my rod in her and she gave a loud moan(not too loud.) The DJ had started so it was covering up our noises. Taking advantage of it I started fucking her with more speed.My strokes kept on increasing and her moans were getting deep and filled with pleasures. I kept on fucking her for around 25 minutes more and finally I wasn’t able to control myself and I shouted, ” I am gonna blow!”. “Do it inside me Arman!!!!, she shouted back.