" We've long since gotten over that," Mike said. "They all taste like shit anyway." I hear our paste tastes like filet mignon compared to the WestHem ...aste," one of Mike's men interjected. "They don't even try to flavor theirs. It's just raw nutrients." That has to be pretty damn disgusting," Lisa said. "I'm surprised they eat at all."Mike's men all took a minute to look at Lisa with varying degrees of curiosity. All had heard about the female special forces member, of course, and a few had. “Undress me Johnny,” she pleaded. I reached out with shaking hands. As I touched Sue I felt her tremble and her face had a look of extreme anxiety. Instead of undressing her I held her close to me and felt her shaking. “It’s fine,” I said, “We don’t have to do this, I can tell you are really nervous. Sometimes fantasies are best left as fantasies." “No,” she replied, “Honestly, I want to. I've lusted after you, I've masturbated so many times thinking of you.” Sue suddenly realised what she had. The hand then went around and began to play with her soaking and glistening clit. It rubbed and lightly squeezed. It knew she was hating and loving this. And hating herself by loving it. It pulled on her clit as her body convulsed once in an orgasm, her juices being added to the rest of the watery monster. Suddenly it jolted again as her insides were sprayed with liquid. It thrusters again just to be sure it was empty as the glass cracked. Britney lifted her hand and punched the glass breaking. "Oh, Reverend," she whispered a few minutes later as she lay in his arms. "That was so wonderful." It sure was," he answered.Pressing her softly parted lips to his, she could feel the man's deliciously swollen boner burning against her belly. He held her tightly against him while his fingers goosed around in the soft wiggly crack between her sweet young asscheeks."Oh, you naughty man," she teased when the tip of his finger began probing around her cute little puckered asshole. "That feels so.