He is in charge."I winked at the women and pointed to the hill.My escort climbed the short dune with me so we could look out over the sea again. The m...n seemed determined but a bit fearful of two warships. I couldn't have them getting worked up and feeling as worried as me. Expediency required I say something, my thoughts on the gun standby setting of my dream. It was clear to me some fire support was available perhaps awaiting my command. Our last pump boat was only half way to the beach and. “Be gentle, please… I’ve heard this can hurt the first time.” She begged.I began pressing into her, the warmth of her tight hole making me harder and harder the further I went in. The head popped in and she gave out a soft whimper. She was a little small to be taking my cock, but she grabbed onto my hips and pulled me in closer. She relaxed enough that I could finally fit the entire length inside her, and soon I was pumping away. The moans she was making drove me crazy with lust, and every so. A very small part of her sometimes wondered if her parents would have been proud of her for her accomplishments.Amy hadn't been abandoned, her father had died from a drug overdose when she was still in the womb. Her mother died a few days after childbirth from complications. According to her adoption records, her mother had held her and been conscious long enough to name her Amy. But both of her parents had been poor European immigrants—illegals—so she didn't even know if she had any family. By the time I was due to leave for mr. Ashford's place, I was an emotional wreck.I headed to mr. Ashford's and stopped at a bench one block away from his house. I was nervous. Really, REALLY nervous. I knew I was going to be late, but for ten minutes I couldn't bring myself to get moving again. My life would be over if he knew! My phone vibrated.SMS message: Take your panties off before you go in, sweetheart. No matter what happens, you won't stress as much knowing you're not wearing undies..