It’s a lovely feeling, your hardness against my softness, I could get used to this’. She varied her movements, sometimes using long strokes where ... could see the shaft appear below her breasts, just the glans trapped in the silken cocoon then sliding back down again to envelop my shaft completely, then short fast strokes, almost no more then jiggling her breasts her hands. My pulse was quickening and my breathing was starting to labour as she pressed her breasts tight against my aching shaft.. The shardsblasting outward shredding flesh, the pulse of raw energy overloadedthe electronic circuits and the room was encased in total darkness. Thebrothers felt pangs of guilt over destroying the Matrix, but none forthe loss of these people's lives. They had held them captive here andhelped to slaughter their Clan.Opening his eyes, Tumble was the first to recover. As a Panther Furry,his night vision allowed him to see. Pushing on the door to his cell,he was rewarded as it swung open. Tripper. " American is a breed?" I narrowed my eyes. "I've never heard of that one." Sure it is," my husband told me. "He's got a little bit of everything. Great Dane, German shepherd, some St. Bernard in there." So he's a mongrel," I said."That's American," Robert agreed. "Anyway, he's house trained and the woman at the store says he's very loving." What woman?" I asked suspiciously."Polly," he answered. "High school girl. Really cute, you'd like her." Hmmph!" Hey, I got a discount, baby." Robert. "I have pie. You want some?"She'd already turned around to get it, and I looked over at the calendar on the wall. It was still on May, and I went and pulled that page up. My birthday had a star drawn in the middle of the square. I turned around to find her standing there, with a plate in one hand, and a fork in the other, a quizzical look on her face.Busted."I was just seeing what day of the week I leave," I said, lamely. "I report for training the day after my birthday."She looked.