She started laughing and she was back normal. Now we have broken that barrier of closeness, if you know what I mean. She used to sit close to me in th... sofa, we used to touch each other.She used to rest her head on my shoulders while in a theatre or at home watching movies. We were like a couple without the sexual thing on one such occasion when we were in her room watching TV, I kissed her hand and she did not react. I kissed her finger and licked and sucked them.All of a sudden she hugged me. 'Mission under Operation Foxhound has been completed. Request permission to immediately provide Marines fire support.' Message ends."Andrew Swanson happily responded with, "Permission granted for immediate fire support of Marines. Contact Colonel Waterman, currently located planetside."Schlemmer's visage took on a predatory gleam. "Acknowledge message received and understood, and contact this Colonel Waterman." Sir, Colonel Waterman sends his regards and requests you target the Hive. She was tall and slender, with a floating mass of dark hair. She wore a short skirt and had dancer’s legs, smooth and firm with a hint of strength. After accepting kisses from the entire family at the next table, and a wild hug from the little boy who called her ‘Aunt Linda’, she sat down. I appreciated the fact she was sitting where I could look her over, and that when she crossed her legs the view got even better. Damn. No luck again. An attractive blonde came in and sat down beside the. ”Ian stopped holding back and sobbed loudly, and Silas’s pace picked up.“Baby, cry for me,” Silas pleaded, wrapping his arms around Ian as he fucked him. “Tell me how much I’m hurting you,” he said, pressing his forehead lovingly against Ian’s back.For the first time, Ian didn’t fight the command he was given.“It hurts!” he gasped between sobs. “Please stop!”“I’m almost there, baby. I’m almost there.” He thrust harder, the pace drawing sweat between their bodies and between Silas’s shoulder.