On the other hand, the stress on the unit under the command of Colonel Martinez and his chief interrogator, Corporal Sandy, increased rapidly as they ...ere in constant contact with both the Looters and elements of the survivors that were greatly resistant to capture and processing. As time went on, the unit became more and more ruthless in their procedures and the members, both male and female, were de-sensitized to the violence of suppression and disposal of opposing forces. It seemed to be. Still, it felt... right. Morgan and I had something between us, and it wasn't just physical compatibility. No, it wasn't the soulmate, finish-each-other's-sentences thing that Maddie and I shared, but it was something... comparable. Apples and oranges, if you would. If Maddie and I had stayed together, I would have never considered exploring it, but as it is... I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I'm not a romantic. I don't believe in 'happily ever after' anymore. Having it come. " Wake up, Ben. You were nothing before you met me. You let that ex-girlfriend drag you down. I pulled you out of the depths of depression. I gave you confidence and sex appeal, things that spell success." Thanks, Veronica, but I think you're forgetting that you also gave me debt." Happy New Year, Ben," she said. I heard the line go dead, before I had the chance to say, "I met someone; it just happened."We went back to my room, removed our clothes, got into bed and I told Millie about the. “Yes, anal,” Daisy moaned, her face contorting with the strain. Her anal ring yawned open. I groaned as her velvety flesh slid around the crown of my dick. “Oh, god, yes!”“Fuck!” I groaned as she sank her bowels down my dick.My back arched as my deflowered daughter swallowed my dick. Her asshole took inch after inch of my cock. Her round tits jiggled. I shot my hands up to her boobs. I gripped them. Squeezed them. I kneaded those tits, massaging them. She groaned as I did, my fingers digging.