I must have moaned, for her hand clamped around my mouth to stifle me.What the hell had gotten into her? I was her commanding officer, she was my Seco...d! This should not have been happening. This was wrong.Then why was I hard as steel?Shocking even myself, I grabbed her and roughly turned her, shoving her into the wall in turn to press my lips upon her’s, claiming her mouth with the same sudden, desperate urgency she had displayed. She almost went limp against me and only my mouth upon her’s. I felt my man hole stretch, the slight tingling discomfort making me catch my breath. My ass cheeks were slightly raised off the bed, my lower body supported by my feet around his neck. Opening my eyes, I looked up at Martin, his eyes were screwed shut as he concentrated on the slow shallow and purposeful thrusts into me. My wet and hungry hole accepted him, one inch at a time, thickened veins on his meaty cock noticeable despite the protective rubber over it. We were both in tune to the cock. No one ate much, and what little was eaten was consumed in total silence. Penny had her victory, but she was not able to celebrate.Molly knew that Mother Parkhurst's order to withhold clan support from Congresswoman Letitia Watson was important news, and she was eager to share it with Jason Pritchard. However, by the time she was with Jason again, she had done a lot of thinking. She was still not sure how she felt about Jason's politics and his motivation. She did not disagree with him, but. Until the next button came off, and that most likely would be soon from the looks of the fraying fabric. Luckily, modesty mattered little among the three.That probably shouldn't be the case. Jack, after all, was a teen male, one attracted to women if his attachment to her sister had been any indication. Yet, he had shown no interest in either of them. Wendy, she could understand. After all, she had enslaved him, and that did tend to put a damper on how you thought about someone (unless you were.