She gasped and moaned once again, and I couldn’t help but slam into her with increasing ferocity. My inhibitions were all but gone as I thrust into ...er, eliciting a loud gasp at every thrust. She cried out again, cursing, moaning, tensed up completely, her back arched to its limit, before, she relaxed, wrapped her arms around him, and sags.He gently set her down into my arms as we slip out of her, she moaned when each of us exit, before I carried her to the bed. He stood next to me, and I felt. I then heard her whisper in my ear, “Please… please…. take me!”I told her, “Make Paul hear it. Make him know you want cock. Make him know you want MY cock!”“God dammit…. fuck me!” she pleaded.While I was rubbing the head of my cock along her slippery gash I told her, “Not until you tell Paul what you need.” Aroused more than she had ever been, she screamed, “Paul. I need his cock. I need to feel a man’s cock fucking me!”Tears of desperation began to stream down her cheeks. Her hips were turned. " The man questioningly looked at me, and asked, "I know you've donated a lot of man hours so far, but I need to impose upon you to take the cannons back to the university. I'll arrange for a location. If you can do this for me, I'll do whatever I can to reward you." You might be able to do that, Bert." I turned to Jimmy. "Get the location for the cannons from the professor and drag a trailer with the backhoe. Take one or two other men of your choice and deliver the cannons. The sooner we get. " Karl headed for the desk and Rick picked up the paper again.As Karl walked away, Zahra had one last nagging doubt. "Rick?" He looked at her. "Are you sure you don't want to go?"His brow furrowed. "To Indi-fucking-anapolis?" I mean, are you sure you're ok with me being gone for a week," she paused, "with Karl." Oh." He went back to the paper.She was not sure if she was more pleased with his trust or infuriated by his indifference. "Rick! Some kind of response would be nice."He looked at her.