Cumming!Her orgasm was a nice one, not violent like those created in her by her vicious dad. It gently rippled through her luscious young body and mad... her smile. It was pleasant for her.Even after it was over, she found herself basking in an afterglow of sensual pleasure that was new to her, new and refreshing. She stood dripping in front of the mirror and marveled at her own capacity for sexual pleasure. So she was sexy! And it was nice! By herself, that is!She admired herself in the mirror. Not only did she not want to repeat that, but there was now a fire burning in her loins that she could not deny. Despite her dislike and disdain for Rhiannon and the Vectrans for interrupting her, the Enchantress looked down, and saw Ebony's monstrous cock coming to life, as she possessed her body. In no time at all, her cock was at its full erect length of just over four feet. If anything, it was even larger and harder than when she had used it on Jeanne earlier. Unable to restrain. She must have had another drink or two because the odor was pretty strong. I asked why she wasn't in her room, and she said, "You were so nice to me, I had to do something nice for you. Can I at least thank you with a drink?"Now, I'm not a drinker. Maybe a glass of wine with dinner. Out of courtesy, I said, "Sure - as long as you're buying, I'm pouring!" I placed her "bar" on the wet bar in my suite and invited her to sit. Assuming she'd go to the sofa or chair, I was taken aback to see she. I can't imagine how I won her love. I know from talking to Erica that she feels the same way about Bree. It's hard to fathom ever wanting that to change.I had to giggle a bit about your superior reading your mail. I can't imagine what she didn't want distributed. This isn't a case of loose lips sink ships. After all the Sa'arm don't appear to read at all, and even if they did, how would they be able to understand English? But I guess it's probably almost habit for some people. Sergeant Powell.