“You and what army, George? If you try to protect your murderer-rapist, I’ll take you out myself. You are NOT going to protect your little gang of...thugs. If you try, you’ll go down with them. The Confederacy doesn’t need the kind of jackass you’re collecting.”“You can’t be a Marine without some aggressiveness,” Anderson defended.“And you can’t be a Marine without some impulse control, either,” Octavia said hotly. “Artemis, can you verify if Private Gunter was ever told he cannot kill other. Then we picked our way over the pebbles to the water and slowly enjoyed the relative coolness of the lake water. We played for a while like youngsters even though she was 40 and I was 45. It didn't matter. We enjoyed each other's company in all kinds of ways.While we were in the water there was a lot of touchy-feely. We both loved each other's body and had sex play often. Even here at the lake. I slipped her bottom down, took my hard cock out of my fly and began giving her a lake fuck. She. Most of the time it recorded useless dark blurry images but sometimes he was rewarded with a strip show and occasionally his mother masturbated with the light on using the vibrator he knew she kept in her knicker drawer. When she masturbated with the light on she would look at pictures of young men in a magazine or put the satin blouse he had ejaculated into next to her face.David felt unloved and betrayed. His mother seldom talked to him and avoided touching him. And he wanted her so bad. He. Debbie brought a six-pack in and gave us a drink each, including herself. We'd sat down in three separate chairs in a rough triangle. Dan told Debbie of our success and for a while she joined in our little celebration. The obvious friction between them soon resurfaced when Dan complained of how she was dressed.'You never try to look nice for me nowadays' he complained.'What's the point you're always too drunk to do anything anyway' she retorted.I felt a little uncomfortable when Dan moaned to.