” I pull them off and, just as I was afraid, my nervous nipples are sticking out. He walks up close to me and, with the back of his hand, begins to...lightly brush his skin back and forth across my nipples. I immediately convulse, as I always do when anything touches my nipples. I also grow quite warm and feel myself wet my panties a little bit. “How does that feel, Angelique?” he asks me, and his voice suddenly sounds lower. I try to come up with the right words and finally say, “Like God. The morning of my third day I called Chris to let him know I was back. He was on Obsidian, having finished the Legion's version of basic training. While he waited to hear what his assignment would be, he was spending his time alternating between advanced combat and weapons training in the Hall of War and learning sessions in the Garden of Knowledge. We were both currently operating on the same clocks, though neither of us would have had any problems getting them synchronized, so I invited him. She said we were leaving but we had to make a stop first. On the the way home we stopped at a CVS she went inside and bought a ruler. We went home and as soon as we got inside she told me to strip and get hard. I was still kind of in a daze. I was confused why I thought this was hot, why I wasn’t more mad but I was also humiliated and knew that she didn’t respect me. I did what she said anyway. Once I got hard she took out the ruler and measured me. I will never forget what she said, “yep, not. During it, Rachel tugged on my cock and I felt the tip engage with her slot. I pushed and my prick began to slither inside her. She was totally wet, and my prick had been oozing precum ever since I'd laid on her, so the old metaphor of a hot knife going through butter seemed appropriate. She began to wriggle her hips and hump up at me to force my prick further into her secret recess. Muscles in her vagina squeezed my shaft, and seemed to suck it further into her.At last I felt the helmet tap.