It's a fifty/fifty proposition whether planetary command had enough fire power to drive off the aliens; either way, a fight would have happened, and p...ople would have died. Your actions in leading the aliens here are culpable." The admiral stated.Captain Arnold Billings winced as the facts were driven home. He was had, and he knew it. "Sir, I shall be honored to help out in any way I can." He said through clenched teeth."Excellent! I shall notify the captain of the destroyer, the HMS Branbur,. Her situation could have been entirely of her own doing. She must have misjudged her charm having not realized it’s full extent. –~~– Four days ago… Honor woke up with the rising of the sun. Her limbs felt like lead weights, she could barely move them. She managed to roll over and looked at the man sleeping beside her. When he was not awake, he really did look like the angel he was named after instead of the dark man he presented to the world. With a sigh, she tried to muster enough energy to. I wanted him to do it now.We ended up at our place, Paul's and mine. We'd left the light on when we'd gone out, and there were still a few beer cans on the coffee table from our pre-bar warmup. No one seemed to notice the mess. I'd had the fleeting thought -- one of my last before my brain went dead from lust -- that maybe things would get awkward when we were back to the reality of our apartment.They didn't.Jesse stripped off his black t-shirt as soon as he walked in the door, following me. This time they took me into the main bedroom where Tom decided he wanted my smooth, wet pussy that his young brother had just opened up. They laid me on my back and Tom slid quickly between my smooth legs. He placed a leg over each of his broad shoulders.My wet cunt was wide open and looking up at him ready for his pleasure. I raised myself up on my elbows so I could watch as he gasped his fat mojo with one big hand and spat on the other which he then rubbed all over his cock’s head. He then.