He'd had the AI look up and duplicate an Imperial German Navy sub skipper's hat from the Great War, and had it mounted in a frame which he'd had place... on the bulkhead over his desk, a sort of reminder of his ancestor. He was also voraciously reading every book ever produced about submarines at war from the point of view of both the winners and the losers.This ship was not strictly a submarine, but had been developed with an eye toward similar tactics as for its blue-water counterpart: be. Licking it, savoring it. She gave it a kiss. Not a chaste kiss. She used her tongue. She lapped up the bead of sweet precum and relished the feeling of it sliding down her tongue’s length.“Fuck, princess.” Daddy grunted. Abbey sucked, taking Daddy’s length into her warm, wet mouth. One hand stroked Daddy’s dick as she blew him, while her other pet and teased her pussy through her panties.Abbey got louder, sloppier, wanting her Daddy to enjoy a proper, nasty suckjob. She tasted the tang of her. One night I decided to walk from their building to a small store that I had seen, on the corner, during our drive tour. I had already smoked a carton of cigarettes, since I was so bored, and I was smoking my last one as I got into the elevator to head out of the building. I was extremely stoned and drunk from the party, so my biggest concern was trying not to get lost. Jeffrey lived on the 18th floor and the doors opened up on the 11th on my way down. I inadvertently got off and wandered down. She would remember it because in the back of her mind she thought she was having a stroke or something. Then she realized it was almost a religious experience, and found herself saying so without realizing it.Val moaned loudly into Ling's mouth as their hot breath mixed, bringing Val up to a boiling point. Ling was panting into Val's throat as her delicate little fingers were anything but delicate, surging in and out of Val's hot twat.Distantly, Val could hear the little slick, slick, slick.