"So, you do not lie -- but you do not tell all, either! You are Boris's slave for the night -- ALL night! Boris may not break you, but anything less..... Come here!" Leticia stepped forward, and he grasped her biceps and shook her, "Drop the hands!"Leticia did as she was told. Lord, he was so strong! The shake made her teeth rattle!Boris looked disgusted, "Skinny model types! Little, tiny titties! No meat on your bones! You cannot handle REAL sex -- you probably do not know what real sex is! You. The company commander, Commander Patrick Kehoe, had sent for his Second Platoon leader, Ensign Geraldine Timmons.Timmons reported to Kehoe with a salute and was asked to sit. Kehoe passed the written orders to Timmons, "I have been privileged to read the details of General Allen's plan. Your fame as reached headquarters and the General specifically requested you and your squad 'as-is'. They don't want you burdened with green recruits on this mission. I realize that your platoon took heavy. Meant for breeding. Needed breeding. Wanted to breed. Breeding bitch.Bruno slowed as his knot increased in size. It popped inside of Tomiko, locking them together. A few more spasms and he blew his load deep inside her. She could only feel his knot and cock as everything faded away in the haze. Her orgasms began, but different from previous orgasms. Each orgasm synchronized with one of the fragmented thoughts. Need breeding. Orgasm. Want breeding. Orgasm. This repeated over and over. Tomiko. “Come on let’s get a shower and then have something to eat.”After showering and washing every inch of each other’s bodies without the slightest embarrassment, we dressed and then went into the kitchen. As we sat eating, my mom said. “Jeremy, this has to be our little secret, as Jenny already pointed out, there could be hell to pay if anyone finds out about our little tryst, so no one must know.”“Do you regret what we just did?” I asked.“Not in the least,” she said without a moment’s hesitation..