How I didn’t wet myself on the spot I don’t know… all I could muster were the words “fuck me…” not in a command but more an exclamation. H... walked in, looked at the silky dressing gown and simply said “why aren’t you naked?” before firmly pulling me towards him for a kiss. Graphic I know and apologise but instant moisture! I was already putty in his hands. My pussy began to ache for him, my erect nipples shivered as the gown dropped to the floor. I lead him to the bed. Being the gracious host. Gregory knew desperate men made stupid decisions. All he had to do then was wait, wait till Jeremy cracks and gives up his daughter. He did crack, it didn’t take long. Arabella looked out at the sky. She was dizzy, she had never flown anywhere before. There she was, on her way to Morocco, a place she has never heard of before. She held on tight to her seat as Gregory stared at her. He walked to her, lifting her up. He sat down and placed her on his lap. It was so quick Arabella couldn’t. There was no one there. “I was going to let you have a nice wank but there’s no one watching so there’s not much point.”“Look there’s a squirrel!” Kathy said excitedly.“I don’t think you can fuck a squirrel, cock’s too small see,” George observed.“I don’t want to. I just like watching them, and birds.” Kathy explained.“Ah bird watching, out on the marshes in a hide, me and the missus had a lot of fun, nothing beats watching birdies while fucking the missus up the ass,” George confided.“You’re. He had some ethical reservations at some of the methods being used as standard operating procedure (SOP) by the capturing units but felt it was not his place to interfere since it seemed to be overwhelmingly successful in the outcome. To some degree, as a male, he was excited by the harsh treatment of the females to put them in the right frame of mind when it came to obeying the demands of the sex-deprived troops under his command.His force had been reduced to less than fifty percent of the.