I always tore my new tunic I was in such a hurry to shed my clothes and begin the ceremony!” He laughed again. “And you were always already wet!�...“I had been counting the hours all day till darkness fell and we could begin! I thought it so unfair that we could only join as one twice a year! No wonder I was wet! I was nearly fainting I wanted you so badly!”He took her hand and led her to the standing stone where they could watch the rites being performed below. Torches were flaming now and the. The Centauris had caught the bug from the holo shows. They were clamoring in record numbers to join the fleet. The idea of military service was so glamorized, that the sheer numbers were overwhelming the training facilities. The acceptance standards were immediately raised to such a high level, that simply to get into the training program was a guarantee of future civilian success, even if the candidate never made it through the entire program.To Jim's utter shock, the council voted to rename. Now is no exception. I have a long and potentially tiring night ahead of me, and I’d love to slide my rock-hard cock into your smoking hot pussy right now, dressed exactly as we are, before we go downstairs.”I looked at Amy. She rolled her eyes, smiled, and nodded her head. I looked back at Jeff and said, “I’d love that. Let’s do it doggie, and you can cum in my mouth. That way, we won't get mussed up."Neither of us needed any more encouragement. It was merely a case of intense and mutual lust. We had seen and spoken to one another over webcam. He had seen all of me. Watched me. Instructed me. Sent me toys to use as he told me what to do with them, where to put them. He had seen me intimately. He had seen me cum, hard and gasping. He had seen me beg and plead and cry. I had seen Him, his kind beautiful face, a twinkle in his eyes which was even there when he was scolding me. I had not seen him intimately. And now I was getting off the train to meet Him for the first time. A bag of.