”He looked at the Tro, “more importantly this council will not disarm its champion and hero. As for the allegation that he committed a war crime, ...e have all the reports and details related to the matter. Any that wish may review them but the senior council members have determined that no crime was committed.”He glanced at his desk, “now on to new business...”It was several hours before the council broke up for the day. I watched the Tro walk out urgently and followed to watch as a full platoon. ’ Rachel’s mouth fell open as I said the words. ‘Yes, Sir.’ Said Anya, and leaned forwards to kiss Rachel’s stocking clad feet, kissing her feet over and over—an act of worship which left Rachel bewildered. I pointed at the sofa where Rachel had been sitting, ‘Sit down,’ I said. Rachel moved without hesitation and sat on the sofa. Anya crawled over to where Rachel was sitting and continued her kissing. ‘Anya, help Rachel remove her stockings.’ ‘Yes, sir.’ Anya gently reached up to Rachel’s. "Ohhhh," he sighed, loving the feeling of Susan's clasping, hot pussy around his prick. "I forgot." You can't forget," chided Bunny.She made him pull out, and put the rubber on him herself, while Susan slowly rubbed her clit. Then he slid back into her."It feels different," she complained. "I don't like this as much." Too bad," said Bunny. "You'd like Jack's baby growing inside you a lot less, believe me." I guess so," sighed the girl.It was much more gentle than the time before, and there was. Electricity jolts my body, my womanhood. I feel myself melting as your strong palms cover my breasts and your fingers roll my hardening nipples between them. I want you. I part my legs slightly and your swollen phallus slips easily along my furrow, sliding boldly through my gathering wetness, wringing a gasp from my throat.I squeeze you between my thighs, trapping you, your head pressed against my nubbin, your shaft a burning pole between my lips. I rub myself on you.Take me now! I can't stand.