The raw anger in her voice made Mark sit back. "Those ... those bastards are not going to win. We've been sitting ducks for their tactics. I want to h...ve my baby and a happy marriage. We three found a measure of happiness with each other. They are trying to take it away from us."She clenched her fist and added, "Now Wendy has become one of us. I want her and Cole to have a chance. Those ... those bastards are not going to win. No, not this time." Wait, stop and think." Mark held up a cautionary. So, essentially, I would hover in with my skids three feet or less over the launch, my crazy crew chief would hang by his knees off the skids, tied to the helicopter by a nylon strap and harness known as a ‘money strap’ and each guy in the boat would stand up, grab his hands and pull themselves in. More than one slipped and fell back. None of these guys were Marines or special ops types so I doubt that they were the most athletic in the world. At least one was pretty muscular and essentially. She could see clearly her arousal, even from where she was standing her pussy looked slick and wet. Juicy, even.The man holding his hand up and doing the spanking was perhaps the largest man she had ever seen, well over six foot seven, his entire body chiseled and muscled. Had he been a bodybuilder at some stage? Was he still a bodybuilder? She hadn’t had time to ask that question. She hadn’t had time to ask any questions. His veins were visible already from underneath his shiny, dark skin, and. Go ahead, stroke away… just know this ass is ALLLL mine!"Mick’s fingers dug into the puddled pussy below. He curled his fingers to her g-spot, and tugged in a steady rhythm at Dara’s pubic bone. He could hear his girl’s voluptuous moans revving like a cold engine trying to start in winter’s harsh weather."Like that babygirl?", but all he could hear was a string of indecipherable obscenities spewing out as her ascent to her first peak neared."Not so fast, baby, this is punishment not a.