”Those are always the word I loved to hear. I could feel her finger slide over to my cock to get some lubrication from it before sliding her finger ...eeper into my ass. She bit down hard on my nipple, sending a shiver down my back right to my anus. I clenched tight around her finger and let out a very loud and guttural grunt. Her hand found my cock and smacked it, sending it flopping back and forth before rubbing the head and stroking it hard. She ran her fingers up and down the bottom of my. “Oh brother, what is it with these human males and their entire fixation with females?”Of course, her contemplation of this statement, while she was walking only half clad – a towel about her waist the only other garment – through the common room to her own did not enlighten her any towards the answer.Neither did the calls, whoops, whistles, and such from the men and women either.One group of soldiers, off duty for a change, simply held up mugs in salute and declared; “Now that is what we are. There it was, staring her in the face: the "L" word. She didn't want to think about it too much. She looked at what she did as loving Sally, but she didn't like the other label as it suggested a more important change in status within her world. Despite that quick thought however, Sam opened the book and with Sally looking over her shoulder and fondling her breast, started looking at the pictures."Wow!! Some of these look like a lot of fun," exclaimed Sally as she gently pinched Sam's nipple,. ”“Tease.”“It’s my job,” Becky laughed, and then walked back toward the terminal, her bottom swaying in an exaggerated, sexy dance.Christine followed, thinking that this was going to be a long couple of hours.The conversation actually steered away from sex over Starbucks and a salad, turning toward Christine filling in gaps of family history. The two hours passed far quicker than either woman would have imagined during that chat, save for the last few minutes of waiting outside security for.