He smirked. Want me to fuck you? Nooo. . . she pleaded. Well, I think you do, sweetie. Ray, please, please. . .Its sore. Oh, is it baby? Thats okay, i... gets better the more sex you have. Trust me. Please dont, please. . . I promise it wont hurt this time. Ill be gentle. Now relax. . . Ray got into place, cock in hand. Ashleigh, sweetie, I love you. I want to make you cum. He slid his cock inside slowly, sinking in all the way to the hilt before he gently stroked out and back in. She gasped a. If they got all the Navy women together and trained for several years, they might be able to get her back to sea, but for what reason? Russia and China were effectively no more. There were no central governments anywhere in the world except in the US and Canada.The other problem was support for the submarines. 98% of the civilian yard workers that cared for the ships and submarines had been men and they all died. The female yard workers must not have been the smart women because only a few had. My body is all a flutter. I toss and turn but finally drift off to sleep. But in my dreams, I get no relief. I dream about a faceless man, who I assume is my tormentor. In my dream, he is in my room watching me as I sleep. He pulls the covers back to find me naked. His hands softly caress my body. He ties me down and I am spread eagle on my bed.I can’t move at all, as he explores my body. His fingers lightly touch my nipples. They crinkle to his touch and ache to be played with more. He leans. Seeing this, I take her nipple between my forefinger and thumb, and rolling it between them, teasing it until she throatily exhales.She instinctively parts her thighs in anticipation of what she thinks is to come.I grin wryly, admiring her body, I see her chest flushed, her nipples pointed and aching. Her lips are swollen from our kiss, and her breathing is uneasy. She’s right where I want her. Where we want her.Kissing down from her collar bone I make my way to her waiting breast. I’ve needed.