You should keep in mind that as my agent you are also a combatant. I think it is proper for you to remind me of things that are illegal from their poi...t of view, but since they don't pay any attention to their own laws I don't think I should really give a shit about them either."I'm sure you recall that their first attack was aimed at you. Since you are in my possession it means they attacked me also. I'm pretty sure the Geneva conventions don't apply to wars with alien civilizations,. He mounted me and slipped right back in as I slid back more on the bed. He also grabbed my legs and put them up over his shoulders then, really started pounding me good! That’s when the noise level [mine] went through the roof! This guy was trying to fuck the bottom out of me and that was a damned good feeling! In that position he was also bumping my ‘G’ spot on almost every good hard thrust. They swapped position again and I was penetrated harder than ever. He was also giving it to me a lot. ”“Thanks, Earl. I would call you Mr. Gunderson, but Helen looks kinda scary when she hears that name. You can call me Lucy, too.”“Good point, Lucy. Honestly, someone calls ‘Mr. Gunderson’, I look over my shoulder and worry.”They all sat down at the table except Danny who loaded the grate with marinated chunks of beef and pork. Helen brought him a beer can before she sat opposite Earl again who was now chatting up Ashley.“How are you doing then?” he had just asked her.Ashley grinned and held up. After perfunctorily splashing some water on his face, he walked into the miniature kitchen to get something to eat before he had to leave. He cooked a simple cheddar omelet and put it between two pieces of toast. As he turned from the counter to return to his desk, he suddenly realized that his roommate’s head was hovering right by his shoulder. “Holy sh—,” Mark flinched away from Brent. “Don’t do that! Make some noise or something; don’t just creep up on me.” Brent gave him a lazy grin. “Why?.