She watched him as he looked, then lifted her top up over her bra. He watched her, confused, but obviously excited. “You see,” she said, “you ca... see my underwear without having to be peeking like a dirty old man. But the difference is that I'll decide. It's my choice if you get to see, not yours!” There was a short silence, and then she said “Well, go on, you can masturbate if you want to. Go on, get your cock out and play with it while you look at me.” He eagerly unfastened his trousers and. They knew it almost by instinct, they had been conditioned to respond to the sound from the day they were hatched. Unlike his own people, the Brokers only taught what was needed and no more. Which alarm to respond to, how to fire a gun, and how best to counter the Bugs.He checked his weapon and his gear as he prepared for the drop, the ceramic armor that enclosed him in a protective shell was the same matte white as the walls of the craft, as was the rifle that he held in his hands. He didn’t. When I raised my hands to caress her lovely breasts, she slapped my fingers and tied my wrists to the headrest. She straddled me and engulfed my hard cock with her slippery cunt. But only for a minute. Then she crawled up to sit on my chest with her legs spread wide. She grabbed the back of my head and lifted me, till my mouth was pressed firmly against her shiny cunt. When my tongue played with her lips and her clit, she said something for the first time. She groaned sexily."Yesssss. Oohhh,. As I opened her, she grimaced slightly and gave a little whimpered cry to indicate that the place was passed. "God, that feels huge, John," she said and pushed herself against me in a circular motion.At this point I threw caution to the wind and drove into her up to the hilt, meshing our pubic hairs and feeling those wonderful vaginal muscles, made powerful by years of dance training, encompass me. "That's fantastic," she gasped and clamped her legs around my back.I began to fuck her with long.