I hopped out of the stiff bed in the gasthaus and dug into my bag to pull out a pair of jeans and a purple t-shirt. I slipped into my knife harness an..., feeling paranoid, I slipped four throwing knives out of my bag to slip into my socks. After I got my socks and shoes on, I ran out of my room, down the stairs, and into the barroom of the gasthaus. Dad already had a plate in front of him and as soon as the wife of the owner saw me bolt from the stairwell she smiled and hustled into the kitchen,. "We'll hear it after General Wrath gives his briefing. You may have to modify your calculations when he tells you what equipment will be needed for the retaking of Mars." Yes ma'am," Jules agreed, not mentioning that he already had anticipated the equipment that his counterpart would need.General Wrath began his briefing in the same manner. Like Jules, he placed the bulk of the blame on the traitorous General Sega, claiming that his Marines could have easily faced off anything the MPG threw at. I leaned up, felt the head of his cock twitching, and began to rock back-n-forth, feeling the head go in, back up, then an inch or two, back up, then an inch or two more, back up and down a few strokes - letting my ass stretch and accommodate his thick cock, until finally, sitting square against him, his cock buried as deep as my ass could take him -to his balls.He reached around, pulled me fwd a bit, and raised his hips every time I pushed down. His hands grabbing my ass, spreading me apart,. Then I said to her..."If the person on the bottom is smart, they will use something to prop up their head."Gwen asked, "Why do that? Why not just lay flat on your back?" Because it makes it easier to reach the other person's genitalia and prevents neck strain."I'm not sure she totally understood it; but, whether she did or not, Gwen asked, "Okay, what am I supposed to do now?" At this point, as I told you before, you have two choices. You can either stand directly over my face and lower.