Two, three fingers slid into her mouth, wetting them with her tongue.'Good girl'. He was calm again, releasing her, though his hand only moved to rest...around her throat. His wet fingers soon prodding against her tight hole, pushing gradually inside her. 'Uh..' She squeeked, feeling a pang of pain. He began to slide his fingers in and out, slowly picking up pace. Going deeper and faster, her tight sex gripping him. His free hand shuffling around in the bag he brought as he still worked her hole.. People will be nice to each other, they’ll help each other, and then we won’t need policemen. We’ll all live forever and happily ever after.”“You sounded like my old sociology professor there for a minute,” Chuck said with a laugh.“I’ve heard people say things like that to me,” Colonel Stewart said.A lot of people viewed the military as loving war rather than wanting peace. They didn’t know the young men and women in the services very well if they believed it. Most of the people in the military. I slide my hand up your skirt and slowly begin to grasp and tickle gently at your inner thighs I can feel u moving your legs trying to move my hand on to your hot wet pussy slowly sliding your thong to one side. I slide my fingers gently inside your pussy pushing it in and out a few times then sliding it out I slide it softly up to the tip of your wet clit rubbing it gently in circular motions I can feel u moving your hips as u begin to cum I ask u if u can slide your seat back a little more u. He sighed and switched on the kettle, it was still warm. While he waited for it to boil, he looked around the room for any sign of a note from Mattie, he didn’t see anything. The kettle clicked and he ripped a sachet of coffee, some sugar and poured in the water. There were no little milk cartons, dammit! He turned around to see if there might be some milk in the fridge and tripped over Mattie’s small case which immediately began to buzz and vibrate. He jumped, leaned down and rummaged through.