Xenia sat atop the turret of her tank, her legs dangling down into the commander's hatchway. Since they were in a pressurized environment she, like mo...t of the rest of the tank crews, had removed her helmet, unzipped the top of her biosuit, and pushed it down into a bunch around her stomach. Her braless breasts jiggling beneath her tight and sweaty MPG t-shirt had become a point of distraction for most of the males — and many of the females — within visual range of her. She pretended not to. He flinched, assuming I was going to cause more pain; he wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t the way he expected, or so I imagined.I fisted my cock, lined it up with his brown star, and shoved.The wail that broke from his lips as the head of my cock breached him sounded more defeated than enraged; I wondered briefly if I’d been wrong about him having no idea what I was going to do. But then all thought was lost as I registered the delicious heat, the almost strangling tightness and pressure of his. Unless, of course you're the sort of person that enjoys making fun and humiliating someone that can't help the way they look. But because you drag your gaze away, you never really see the person behind the birthmark. Her name? Abigail Ferguson.Mike's girlfriend, Sherise, had given him the push at the weekend. He couldn't claim to have been surprised, but he wasn't happy anyway. Sherise wasn't any sort of intellectual, but she was a stunning example of young womanhood ... and had kept him well. "We really haven't gotten a good look at the area around the house and its outbuildings."So, be here at 8:00 in the morning in uniform, and we will transfer you in groups to the road near Albert's house," I told all of my relatives and the remainder of those listening. The meeting broke up then as people returned to their rooms or stopped to discuss what had been said at the meeting. The Magic-powered lamps were taken down by those that they belonged to as they departed.Clare was inquisitive.
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