Phoebe had once even seen her mom's boss cowed whenhe returned from the printer with an order of office stationary thatClaire had deemed substandard. ...he was only this way with the peopleclosest to her, though. With strangers and casual acquaintances, she wasusually a lot more charming and deferential. "I don't care what thosepeople do or don't do," was the reason she gave for leaving others totheir own opinions and decisions, no matter how wrong-headed. Those sheloved and cared about, her. I then positioned myself between her legs and wiped my cock up and down her pussy getting it wet and making her squirm. I had not been doing this for very long when she announced loudly that I was to "stop fucking about" and was to "ram my big hard cock in her tight wet cunt" - what a mouth! Who was I to deny her this and so I pushed on her and slid the entire way in in one stroke, she felt amazing, hot ad soaking wet but still tight. We ground together for only a few strokes and I knew then I. I then rolled over onto my back and looking at her, “Suck my fuckin’ tits whore” I said to her and she immediately leaned over and began to suck on my tits, licking around them, then taking my nipples in her teeth and biting hard, pulling my nipples out as I cried out in joyful pain. “Oh Fuck” I cried. “Bite me harder” I begged as she clamped down on my nipples even more, the pain shooting through me as I squealed in sheer delight. After a bit more she then moved down my body and getting in. Heather’s arms were cuffed behind her back again, the soldier yanking her around by her hair, his cock already getting hard again. He moved her over to the bare mattress on the bed. He showed her the mirror, “Ha, you can watch yourself getting fucked.” He pushed her onto the bed onto her knees, one hand on her breast, pulling on her nipple, the other on her ass, raising her up for his fondling. “Gonna give you lessons in fucking!” My plight suddenly worsened. I looked up, the Captains long,.