We aren’t equipped to do a forensic investigation,” Captain Roanoke told us.“Bring Samson in, we need to load before our ride decides to leave w...thout us,” I told Luther. He called Samson before stepping well out into the now burned savanna and holding up his left arm in the air. A few seconds later, Samson landed on his arm and folded his large wings. The Captain was just staring at him.As we moved toward our shuttle, I noticed that the Marines were also re-boarding theirs, and that the. Fuck me there. Please... Please, daddy...” She kept her face pressed into his chest.Graham pulled her head away from his body. He used two hands and forced her to stare into his eyes. “Tell me what you want.”“I want you to stick your cock in my ass and fuck me till I scream. Take my virgin asshole....” She looked down. “I love you.”He smiled at her. “You need to sleep. I will insert a bigger plug later and I will gauge when your ass can take me.”“I want it to hurt. I want you to tear me. I want. Had a bad day and then this car on top of it all.She spoke with a russian accent.Which on later confirming I came to know that she was a russian.Me: happy to be of service.Then we exchanged some small pleasantries as to our names, where we live, what we are doing etc….Just small talk till we finish our cigarette. In the mean time the driver has replaced the punctured wheel and is ready to go. And to my luck she invites me for a ride along. During all this I was trying to steal glimpses of her. The trouble is he doesn’t really know how I like to feel feminine – all my nighties are flannel and my panties are white cotton ones, though they do have a rosebud in the front! My skirts are much longer than my friends and my blouses are very plain. He seems not to have noticed that my breasts are growing – they are not very round but are very pointy like volcanoes with large dark brown nipples. They are so sensitive and excite me when I stroke them - so I need to wear a bra to stop them.