It seems like forever since I unhooked a bra, but I had no intention of letting it confine your breasts. I felt the last hook as it snapped free and ...he straps retracted away from my hands.You stopped sucking my tongue and took in a deep breath as my work hardened hands slowly caressed your back. I could feel the marks in your skin from the bra as I caressed you and slowly moved my hands in small circular motions towards your front. I slipped both hands up under your bra that was still. Nonchalantly, almost flippantly, I take off my glasses and drop themon the dresser. Easily, oh so easily, I put my arms around yourwaist, and you put your arms around my neck.Gently, hesitantly, we kiss.Softly your lips press against mine, soft, smooth, warm, alive. Wekiss and kiss again, and a sigh escapes your lungs between kisses.Your arms tighten about my neck as I hold you ever tighter in myembrace, my arms slowly massaging your back.We're very close, and your pelvis rocks forward, meeting. I am now completely exposed and helpless. I feel his breath on me. He takes my nipple in his mouth as his hands caress my body. He gently nipples on one nipple, then the other as his hand reach for my pussy. He glides his fingers into the already wet cavern and laughs. “Someone is ready to be used like the whore she is.”Then he pushes me back onto the bed and climbs on top of me. I can feel the rough material of his jeans against my naked pussy and legs, but the soft feeling of his muscular. "You're a damn pretty woman to be piloting an Aerotank."Freya glared at him and said "Lieutenant Freya Sondergaard, Planetary Marines, serial number 23684590. Where are the people I was escorting?" Some were killed in the crashes, some escaped into the woods, and we'll find them, some we captured, like you. They're under guard in an empty grain shed. What are you doing here; are you scouts for an invasion fleet?" We were on an expedition to gather specimens of local plants and animals for the.