Where were his pants? I didn’t even care, as long as they were off. His thick manhood sprang free from the elastic as I pulled, surrounded by a neat...y trimmed sprinkling of dark hair, and I sighed in joy. My hand was on him then, wrapped around that stiff rod – like silk wrapped steel – and his breath hitched when I started to stroke. ‘Oh God,’ he choked out. The head of his cock bumped against my core then, hot and urgent, and I released my grip on him to grab a handful of the sheets. ‘Ohhh,’. Not that any of them called her that to her face. Her wonderfully gorgeous face. Professionally, their differences had been made clear by the numerous yelling matches they'd had during mission planning sessions over the years. The brass knew to utilize their abilities when they needed creative tactics, but never sent them into the field together. This mission had been the rare exception to that, and even then only because they were the only people in this section of the galaxy in the position. Instead of feeling Dre's cum fill her pussy she could barely felt anything at all. "Damn it! I forgot you were wearing a condom! I really wanted to feel your cum inside me!" My wife complained, as her orgasm slipped away. "If you wanted me to cum in your pussy then why'd you make me wear this thing?" Dre asked. "I don't want to talk about it," she replied, feeling frustrated. "At least let me taste it." Dre pulled his semi-hard dick from my wife's pussy and knelt between her legs. I watched as. Judith also seemed to sense that things weregetting a bit deep and prepared to leave. After checking the prices to see we had enough money, she thrust boththe other pairs into my hands and led me away to the sale counter. Thesales lady followed, not to be denied any further fun from myhumiliation.Worse was to follow. I had to stand in the queue at the sales counteruntil my turn came then I had to step forward while the counterassistant held up all three pairs of panties to check for flaws. I.