I close my eyes and go right to sleep as I had been well satisfied from all sights I had taken in. I had busted a nut two times and was well satisfied...from that, but I could still felt like I needed some real pussy to surround my cock. I was in a nice sleep ,when there was a bright flash followed buy a large bang. The next thing I know there is two pair of feet running for my room. They open the door and ask if they can get in bed with me? I tell them I don't think that is a good idea and I get. So the only time she really got to test her fighting ability was when she was in real battle. So besides maintaining her fitness and skills for the job, she desperately needed a hobby.So here she was, staring at the ceiling while casually rubbing herself through her shorts, something that had become an unconscious habit since she hadn't had sex in months. She wasn't even thinking about sex or about anything erotic in nature. Her mind was on what she might do to amuse herself in her spare time. Sure enough, when I returned home Wendy was in her navy blue gymslip, white blouse, tie, stockings and suspenders. She had poured me a gin and tonic and led me into our front room. The curtains were drawn and she’d placed two dining chairs opposite each other. ‘Right love,’ she said, ‘take of all your clothes and sit on one of the chairs.’ I did so then she said, ‘Now I don’t want you to move from your chair so I’m going to tie to to it. Is that ok?’ ‘Yesss!’ I said apprehensively, ‘I think. She didn’t mind and gyrated her hips to find the best rhythm with me. Her long fingernails gently scratched my back. She smiled. “Bob!” she whispered. “Yes, my dear?” “Good?” I nodded. “Yea, very good!” She knew what it took to make a sex hungry man cum. She moved her hips up and down to maximize the feeling for every one of my strokes. It did not take long and I knew I would cum. I wanted to slide out of her and cover her incredible belly tattoo with my white semen, but when I was ready to do.