I can't approve of what he has done, but I can understand it. I have seen what he has done for the girls and how they adore him. I saw what happened t... Ginger when she thought he didn't want her after Cheryl died. I would hate to see that again. I love Sam and respect him and what he has done. He is partly responsible for me being able to maintain this home for the girls. Without his help, I would have had to close long ago. I don't know what should happen to him, but I do not think he should. At first I was a little worried that she might wake the kids but then they were two floors up so I dismissed the thought and concentrated on fucking her hot pussy.Once she finished cumming I pulled my dick out of her pussy and started pressing it up against her rose bud. Now my ex was no stranger to getting her ass fucked. I fucked it at least twice a week so my pressure simply opened her right up and in I slipped. Having fucked her in the ass enough times I knew to wait until she started. “No, I think she is ready to be fucked, we can play with this again later” Jeff said. “Very well, Master” Mel said as she knelt in front of my pussy and pulled the string that removed my egg. “Good God, this girl is soaked” Mel said as the egg slid out. She removed my gag because Jeff likes to kiss me and have me suck his cock. As I recovered from the orgasm I realized that I not only wanted to be fucked I NEEDED to be fucked. I looked at Jeff and pleaded with him to fuck me. He moved into. I could sit with my back to the entrance of a room or building. And I could enjoy a date with a pretty girl at a restaurant without first noting the location of all the exits, what potential threats exist, and the status of my firearm. All of those would be symptoms of what the mental health professionals called “hyper-vigilance.” For now, I was symptom free and enjoyed life.But, I had a concern. My purpose for being in this body and in this time was for me to conduct tactical operations. What.