That was also the point where Iabandoned the idea of trying to hide what I was feeling, and began tosquirm and moan.I wondered whether his comment on ...y tightness was a compliment. I wasin a mindset at that point where I really wanted him to enjoy sex withme, and it was a one hundred and eighty degree turnaround from whereinwas just a few hours ago.Once more, he pulled a surprise move on me. With a slow turn of hiswrist, he moved his fingers from between my legs, then brought them upto my. Then slave control implants came out and I realized that you were just a very effective leader with a little extra capability. I don't know if I believe that psychic stuff or not. I saw what you did with a handful of volunteers. How you took some weekend sailboat enthusiasts and in a few hours drilled them to handle the Constitution." They were hardly weekend enthusiasts," Hank objected. "Six of them were crewmen on that 19th Century frigate back in the USA days. The rest were crew on large. It really doesn't matter. No-one's expecting you to shoot." I'm not going back there and being called a chicken", he said, looking up at the ceiling. "So I'll go ahead and try, but I don't think I'll be able to shoot."We all told him again that it didn't matter, and said it wasn't necessary to strip, even, but he wouldn't have it.He undid his jeans and pulled them off over his bare feet. Silence reigned.He then pulled off his Tshirt and stood there in his pants for a while until he plucked up. I groan and grind harder into her. Her hot breath washes over my ear as she starts to pant. I shiver and whimper. Ms. Harper…dont stop. I want to cum with you. She groans and humps my leg faster, making her hip grind back against my gyrations. She slips her fingers in between mine and surprises me by raising our hands above my head. I moan and she kisses her way back up my lips to give me a soft kiss. Your. Hands. Stay. Here. Understood? She whispers against my lips demandingly. Im not.